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LYRA HELLENICA, 



TRANSLATIONS 



MODERN BRITISH POETS 



GREEK IAMBIC VERSE. 




e". Rf HUMPHREYS, LL.D. 

HEAD MASTER OF CHELTENHAM GRAMMAR SCHOOL. 



SECOND EDITION, MUCH ENLARGED. 



OXFORD, 

WILLIAM BAXTEE. 

1854<. 






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IN ACADEMIAM OXONIENSEM. 



H.aLp€, Tpo(j)09 ^apLTCOj/, (j)vyadcoi/ re ra 0tArara M.ovaooj/' 
^€LP09 ^yojy ^etvov S ovk aviOrjKa rode, 

aXXoSawov /xev ravr dvdOTj/jLa' av S ovk oXiycopeiSy 
el TLS aTTOvSd^eL crotcnv ofioca TpoTTOL^. 

vvv fxeya fxev kvSo^, to Se Xolttov p^eltpv eaeaOai 
arot y ovk dXXorpia ev^opiaL dXXorpLOS^ 

E. R. H. 






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PREFATORY REMARKS. 



As the first edition of the " Lyra Hellenic a" has 
been for some time out of print, it has been deemed 
desirable to republish it in a form, which will 
preserve the original work, and, at the same time, 
serve as a Key for Teachers to the " Exercitationes 
lambicae." Its adaptation to the latter purpose 
will, of course, render its general sale improper ; 
nor will copies be sold to any other than such 
Gentlemen engaged in tuition as may apply to the 
Author for them. This restriction of sale has 
rendered it necessary to make the price of the 
book considerably higher than it would otherwise 
have been. 

As has been stated in the Preface to the ^' Exer- 
citationes lambicae," these translations aim less at 
literal exactness, than at a correct imitation of the 
style and language of the Greek Tragedians. The 
Author feels but too conscious that his labours 
have fallen far short of the standard at which he 
aimed ; but he humbly hopes the work will be of 
some use to Teachers, to whom it is frequently a 
matter of great consequence to be enabled, by 
assistance of this kind, to save time in the cor- 



VI PREFATORY REMARKS. 

rection of exercises. He also desires to state, that 
he will feel sincerely grateful to any Greek Scholars 
who will take the trouble to draw his attention to 
whatever errors or deficiencies they may notice in 
the work. 

The Author feels that some apology is due for 
his presuming to dedicate so unpretending and 
humble a Publication to the University of Oxford. 
He has been impelled to do so simply by feelings 
of duty and gratitude, unmingled, he trusts, with 
any undue appreciation of his own labours. 

Originally unconnected with the University of 
Oxford, he has experienced from one of its most 
ancient and conservative Colleges a liberality of 
treatment, which has not only won his sincere 
gratitude and respect, but has convinced him, that 
many of the charges which are now so lightly and 
frequently brought against her, as being illiberal 
and opposed to improvement, are, to say the least, 
unjust. The President and Fellows of Corpus 
Christi College have proved the liberality of their 
views, not only by appointing to the Mastership of 
a School, of which they are the Patrons, a member 
of another University, but also by readily permit- 
ting him to engraft upon the Classical Course of 
Instruction all those branches of a useful, English 
Education, which are now properly believed to 
be essential to a sound system of mental culture. 

The Author however, though thoroughly alive 
to the importance of these useful, English branches 



PREFATORY REMARKS. VI] 

of instruction, is equally convinced, that there is, in 
the present age, an evil tendency to depreciate un- 
duly the Ancient Classical Learning, to which all 
true education owes so deep a debt, and from 
which the University of Oxford has gained so 
bright and unfading a wreath of fame ! 

The Author has practically proved, in the manage- 
ment of Schools under his charge, his belief in the 
value of a sound English Education ; and now he 
would, with equal earnestness, protest against those 
views, incorrectly styled "utilitarian," which seek 
altogether to depreciate Classical Learning, and to 
represent the great English Universities of Oxford 
and Cambridge, as little better than antiquated 
Schools of useless pedantry. As a practical teacher 
of some experience, he can honestly express his 
belief, that it is not only possible to combine in- 
struction in useful and '^ common" things with a 
high Classical Education, but that the latter 
forms one of the best and readiest high-roads to 
the former. To the accurate Classical Training 
of Oxford, and the equally exact Mathematical 
Instruction of Cambridge, who now also rivals her 
elder Sister in the arena of Classical distinction, is 
chiefly due, the Author believes, that character for 
sound Scholarship, combined with common sense, 
for which Britons are noted throughout the civil- 
ized world. 

The following translations have, of necessity, 
been arranged in the order of the Exercises in the 



Vlll PREFATORY REMARKS. 

" Exercitationes lambicae ;" and in the Appendix 
will be found, firstly, a few Translations into other 
Metres, and, secondly, Mr. Jeffery's Iambic Versions 
of the Introductory Exercises, which that gentle- 
man was engaged by the Author to arrange and 
translate. These Translations of the Introductory 
Exercises will not only be useful as a Key to the 
Teacher, but also be not unacceptable to the Greek 
Scholar, who will, it is believed, see in them much 
to admire. 

Some alterations and corrections which have 
occurred to the Author while the " Exercitationes 
lambicae" has been going through the Press, will 
be found at the end of the Volume. 



Cheltenham Grammar School, 
March 8, 1854. 



Hgtra f^tlltnitu. 



PART I. 



LYRA HELLENICA. 



EXERCISE I. 

" The Three Callers,'" by Charles Swain. 

Morn calleth fondly to a fair boy straying 
'Mid golden meadows, rich with clover dew ; 

She calls, but he still thinks of nought save playing, 
And so she smiles, and waves him an adieu ! 

Whilst he, still merry with his flowery store, 

Deems not that Morn, sweet Morn, returns no more! 

Noon cometh : but the boy to manhood grown. 
Heeds not the time — He sees but one sweet form, 

One fair, young face, from bower of jasmine glowing. 
And all his loving heart with bliss is warm ! 

So. Noon unnoticed seeks the western shore. 

And Man forgets that Noon returns no more ! 

Night tappeth gently at a casement gleaming 
With the thin firelight, flickering faint and low, 

By which a gray -haired man is sadly dreaming. 
O'er pleasures gone, as all Life's pleasures go. 

Night calls him to her — and he leaves his door. 

Silent and dark — and he returns no more ! 



PART I. LYRA HELLENICA. 



EXERCISE I. 



E^' €v8p6aoL9 XeLfxcocTL xpvcravyous' x^^V^ 
Trai^wv dXarat rrals" res' eveidrj^ ISelp' 
ttXi-jv TraLyfiarcop re iravro^ rj/ieXrjfiei'OP 
€(09 TTpocravSa' kol yeXcoaa ttoXXoc dt] 
■)(aLpeLi> KeXeveiy KaK7rob(ov (pevyec Ta)(p9^ 
6 8' r]pLvol<7LV avOeatv repipOeh, raXag, 
ovK ol8ev CLvrfi voorrov ovSej/ opt en. 
rjfxap p^eaoL vvv' aXW 6 ttoIs av8povpLevo9 
Xpovov XeXrjCTTat, kol povov p.op(pr]P paav 
€^ av6epL(i)8ov9 paXOaKov KaXvpcpiaTOS 
^aXXovaav opcpLa (j)LXo(j)povcc9 TrpoadepKerai' 
SeifS 8' epcoTi ^co7rvpovpL€P09, raAas*, 
OVK olde voGTTOv ovSej/ rjpiepa pearj, 
ecos T acpavTO^ iarrepovs' ^y}Tel tottov^. 
vv^ ep^eTaC KOL ^aOpiov ely icpeariop 
TrevrjTO^ o'lkov, aTvavLOv evOa irvp (pXeyet, 
iXOovcra KOTrrec ray Ovpa^' r/arat 8e tl9 
Xviraio-L Kap(pOel9 ev8ov OLKOvpos" yepcop, 

T€p\j/€i9 IvLTTTOyV OVVeK o'lyOVTai 0LOV. 

yj] vv^ TTpocrav8a top yepopO^' 6 S" €k ttvXcop 
a(pcopo9 r/XOep ov8€ poaTiqcrei ttote. 



R ti 



LYRA HELLENICA. 
II. 

" A Psalm of Life,'' by Longfellow. 

Tell me not in mournful numbers, 
" Life is but an empty dream," 

For the soul is dead that slumbers, 
And things are not what they seem. 

Life is real — Life is earnest ! 

And the grave is not its goal ; 
*' Dust thou art, to dust returnest," 

Was not spoken to the soul. 

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow. 

Is our destined end or way, 
But to act, that each to-morrow 

Find us farther than to-day. 

Art is long, but time is fleeting, 

And our hearts, though stout and brave. 

Still, like muflled drums, are beating- 
Funeral marches to the grave. 



PART I. LYRA HELLENICA, 



II. 



M?; fiOL TTOT eL7rrj9 tov /3loj/ KaracrrivQdV 
o)9 oi)(€TaL Toc TrpoacpepT]^ oveipacn^ 
^Irv^-qv 6^ VTTvcp Trecrovaav ovk ejiTTVOVV en, 
ra T ovTa ra re doKOvvra ^La^epeiv iravv, 
[xr] Srjra' betvov epyov avOpcoTTwv (Slo^, 
Oavovra S" aywv avapievei rvp/Sov Trepa' 
'' KOVLs yap el crv, Kels kovlv rpeireL TraXLV, 
elTvev Ti9y aAA* ovk elire rrj^ yj/v^'fj^ wept, 
ov yap TL Tepy\nv ovr dj/cocfyeXT] yoov 
^iov TeXo9 (SpOTOLcrt 7rpov6r]Kev 6eo9, 
tJovTas Se po\6elv cdcrr del KaO^ rjpepav 
fxepo9 TvpoKOTTTeLV rrjs' 7rpOKeLp.evrjs odov, 
re^^vT) 8 dTrXrjaro^, x^ XP^^^^ Trapepyeraiy 
OvpLos' de, TToXXfj KatTvep dvbpela (j)Xeycov, 
6i9 KCD(f) dKalpot^ Tvpirav ev KTepiorp^acnv, 
dvbpa^ TrpoTreprrec rrjv TravvaraTrjv odou. 



LYRA HELLENICA. 



III. 

The same, continued. 



In the world's broad field of battle, 

In the bivouac of life^ 
Be not like dumb, driven, cattle, 

Be a hero in the strife ! 

Trust no future, howe'er pleasant. 
Let the dead past bury its dead, 

Act — act in the living present ! 
Heart within, and God o'erhead ! 

Lives of great men all remind us, 
We can make our lives sublime, 

And, departing, leave behind us 
Foot-prints on the sands of time. 

JFoot-prints, that, perhaps, another 
Sailing o'er life's solemn main, 

A forlorn and shipwreck'd brother, 
Seeing, shall take heart again. 

Let us then be up and doing, 
With a heart for any fate, 

Still achieving, still pursuing. 
Learn to labour, and to wait. 



PART I. LYRA HELLENICA. 



III. 

npo9 Tav6\ afXLXXrjOevres evy\rv\cp OpdaeL, 
ovbev Se Kaxpcou ev rpoTTOLS' ^ocFKrjixaTCDVy 
ai'Spes' yevecrOe' vvv aycov evy\/v^Las» 
Xpopo9 8 o peXXcoif rj8v^, eXinda^ opco9 
a(j)aXXeLy TrapeXOcou S' w /jLeXec, p.eXrja-aTOo' 
6 S* av Trapcop ^fj' rw TvapovTL vvv )(popcp 
^prjcraaOe' Odpaei ^oy 6eo9 TTapacrraTeL, 
Xa> TrXelara KOLvrjv So^ap eu/cAe/ay e)(coi' 
Oavcov 8i8aaK€L rrjs' tcTT]^ tl/ultJ^ epav 
TV\elv T epwvras* xdoairep Iv irapaKriai^ 
yj/apaOoL^ tto^cov riQivra^ evbrjXov arllSoj/, 
aa(j)7J XiTTelv (TTjpeV, a pavjSdrrjS' dvrjp 
rax Oil' TL9, (x>prjs €k /3lov rpcKvpla^ 
acoOel^, 18(1)1/ evyj/uxTTa Oaparjaat ttoXlv. 
vvv ovv 6 Kaipos' da' vvv epycDV OLKprj' 
Se^acrOe 8* fjvirep polpav av Kpaivrj Oeo^^ 
epycov T ex^crOe, kcu ttovov KaO rjpepap 
reAoy aKOTrelre iravros ol TTpo/BrjaeraL. 



LYRA HELLENICA. 



IV. 

Btbon's " Marino Faliero,'' Act III. Scene 2. 

Doge. You see me here, 

As one of you hath said, an old, unarmed. 
Defenceless, man : and, yesterday, you saw me 
Presiding in the Hall of Ducal State, 
Apparent sovereign of our hundred isles, 
Robed in official purple, dealing out 
The edicts of a power which is not mine. 
Nor yours, but of our masters, the patricians. 
Why I was there you know, or think you know ; 
Why I am here, he who hath been most wronged. 
He, who among you hath been most insulted. 
Outraged and trodden on, until he doubt 
If he be worm or no, may answer for me, 
Asking of his own heart, what brought him here ? 



PART I. LYRA HELLENICA. 



IV. 

Tepovra [xev rovd* avdpa KavoirXov ravvv, 
G)9 dpTLC09 res' eiiTe, kol irpo^XrjixaTOs 
opdr ap^oipov' x^ey 5e kolv TvpavvtKols 
OLp^rjv SofXOL9 dp^ovra TLpicorar-qv^ 
Tchv 6^ eKarov ovra Trpocr^XeTrovTL Koipavov 
vrjcFCdv reXeLOv, ^vv Se rals aXovpyeat 
TVpavvlBos yj/rjcfyLap.aT ev^arovp^evov, 
ov\ OL epoL p.€Py ovo ap ol vptp ooKei, 
dXX oV €KeLV0L9 ToicTL yevvaloL^ (f)vaLVy 
ot Tcov^e deaTTO^ovcrc, r^y S" €K€l Xoyov 
Trapovcria^ tar y elbevai doKelre ttov' 
d S" av TraOcop vvv r)X6ov^ — octtl^ dr) irporov 
irXeLCTT r}dLK7]Tai, xcoans' e^v^pLcrpievos 
vfipLV KaKiarrjv keIs" iri^ov irarovpevos 
avTcp ploXls ^vvoiBev el (TKcoXrj^ ye rot 
7] prj 7re(j)VKep, — ovto9 dvr epov Xeyeiv 
hvvaiT dvy avTov epopevos roiavO apa^ 
©y ^r] Tt dpdcrcov ttjS ev rjpepa irdpa. 



10 LYRA HELLENICA. 



y. 

The sarne, continued. 

You know my recent story, all men know it, 

And judge of it far differently from those 

Who sate in judgment to heap scorn on scorn. 

But spare me the recital ! — It is here — 

Hei^e at my heart — the outrage — but my words. 

Already spent in unavailing plaints. 

Would only shew my feebleness the more, 

And I come here to strengthen even the strong, 

And urge them on to deeds, and not to war 

With woman's weapons : but I need not urge you. 

Our private wrongs have sprung from public vices, 

In this, — I cannot call it commonwealth, 

Nor kingdom, which hath neither prince nor people, 

But all the sins of the old Spartan state. 

Without its virtues, temperance, or valour. 



PART I, LYRA HELLENICA. 11 



a apTLCos' ^vixpavra [xol — rty 6 oans ov ; 
e^Lare irdvTes cos* ^X^'-y ypcofxats- de kol 
TOVTCov Ke^pyjo'O aWaLCTLV^ ol TTLKpov \apiv 
KptTol kolOtjvto KarayeXcoro^, dXXd jjlol 
TO fxfj Xiyeiv ^vyyvcore^ ^V^^ 7 dp rpecpco 
v^pLO-fxa TOVTO Kap8[a9 ifirj^ kaco, 
dXX ol XoyoL x^Oevres ets* rov depa 
l3oai9 dKpavTOLS €/ji(pai'€aT€pco9 Trore 
dfxrj')(apop del^etai' dv fie' vvv S lyco 

7rdp€L/ji, OTTCOS* Kol KapT€pOV^, KpdjOS ScSov^y 

TTpos kpya kol jjlt] irpos yvvaLKeLa9 /xa^as* 
TpeTTCo' XP^^^ y^P o^"^^ ^^ M* vixds TpeireLV, 
Kol rdcj) eKacTTOV drjfilcop dfiapTLCov 
eV rfjS e^u KaK , ov Xeyco KOLvr]v ttoXlv 
ovd av Tvpavvib ^ — ovre yap brjp.09 irapa, 
ovT ovv Tvpavvos — ra de Trovrjpa rcov iraXai 
T(DV ^TrapTLarcoi/, ovt dp^oipa rcov KaXwv, 
Tov aco(j)poj^eLif re Kaperij^, dpxjjv e^eL, 



12 LYRA HELLENICA. 



VI. 

The same, continued. 

The Lords of Lacedsemon were true soldiers, 

But ours are Sybarites, while we are Helots, 

Of whom T am the lowest, most enslaved. 

Although dressed out to head a pageant, as 

The Greeks of old made drunk their slaves to form 

A pastime for their children. You are met 

To overthrow this monster of a state, 

This mockery of a government — this spectre, 

"Which must be exorcised with blood — and then 

We will renew the times of truth and justice 

Condensing in a fair, free, commonwealth. 

No rash equality, but equal rights. 

Proportioned like the columns to the temiple. 

Giving and taking strength reciprocal. 

And making firm the whole with grace and beauty, 

So that no part could be removed without 

Infringement of the general symmetry. 



PART I. 



LYRA HELLENICA. 13 



VI. 

AaKcoviSo^ yap ot tot ap^avTes (ppivas 
dp€L(j)aTOL KoipT rjaai/, ol de Trja^e yrj^ 
dl3pm Tpv(l)coa-t, kclI Tavvv YilXcoTes oas, 
vl3pLcr/Ji€$ ' (hv i/jLOV tl9 olv iraOoL irXeco 
7) dovXicoTEp* ; ocnrep rjaKrjfxaL ireTrXcov 
ft)5* eV yXL^alaiy TrpcoTaycoi'LcrTrjS' tl9 (09' . 
dOvpfxaO^ coaTrep ol 7rp\v'YiXXr]ve9 TeKVOLS 
BovXovs iTTOLTjaavTO TrXrjcrOevTag^ p.i6y]s^ 
Kca jJLTjv e\ovaav cod* V7r€p(j)v(09 ttoXlv 
vvv coy KaOaLprjaovTes els ev r]K€T€, 
vTTOvXov dpxrjs^ axrjfia, SvaCptXes' Tepas, 
b irXrjv (popoLS ovk iK^aXoiT av' eha S* av 
alcop dXrj6eLa9 re kcu 8lk7]S' veov 
KaTOL^ojiev^ Trdvdrjiiov av^ovTes ttoXlv 
01) TvdvTa fiovXoLs e^LcrovvTes a(ppoaLV, 
dXX iifdiKcos' p.eTpovi>T€9' coy 7rpo9 top pecop 
fiopcpas exovcTC ^v/jifxeTpovs ol Kiopes, 
ovTco d dpot^aloLaiP dXXayals a6epo9 
yapip re Xapi^apovcnp^ caaTe^ tov dop.ou 
Tjp eKTrecrr) tl, TrjPiKavT oXcoXe Srj 
TOV iraPTOS y] 7rp\p ^vpLp.eTpo9 KaTaaTaats. 



14 LYRA HELLENICA. 

VII. 

" Hymn to the Night,'' by Longfellow. 

I heard the trailing garments of the Night 

Sweep through the marble halls ; 
I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light 

From the celestial walls : 

I felt her presence, by its spell of might, 

Stoop o'er me from above ; 
The calm, majestic presence of the Night, 

As of the One I love. 

I heard the sounds of sorrow and delight, 

The manifold, soft chimes, 
That fill the haunted chambers of the Night, 

Like some old Poet's rhymes. 

From the cool cisterns of the midnight air, 

My spirit drank repose ; 
The fountain of perpetual peace flows there — 

From those deep cisterns flows. 

O holy Night ! from thee I learn to bear. 

What man hath borne before : 
Thou layest thy finger on the lips of Care, 

And they complain no more ! 

Peace! Peace! Orestes-like I breathe this prayer; 

Descend with broad-winged flight, 
The welcome, the thrice-prayed for, the most fair. 

The best-beloved Night ! 



PART I. LYRA HELLENICA. 15 

VII. 

' H-Kovaa NuAcros" jiapfxapco KeKacFfieva 
fieXaOpa irepcharj^, elparcov de pOLl3So9 rjv 
KkveLV, p.eXayx^TCOPa r -qiKpLeapLevrjv 
■)(\alvav KareL^ov avros, r}v kvkXco wepc^ 
rjcrrpaTrre TTvpycov coy air afx^porcdv (^aoy. 
eyvcov de vlv irapovaavy cos pi€ TrayKparrjS" 
VTTTJXO^ avoaOev 6e(ov fiia ^vvovaa tls 
iraprjv yap avrrjs kcu fxaX' dafxei'cp ye p.ot, 
coy (jylXraTOS tl9, TJcryxov Nf/cros* Kapa. 
/jieXr/ Se pot ra Xvypa, repirva r av TraXiV 
r}XOev 8l cotcov^ evXvpcov op.ov vopoav 
yrjpvs' ^vvr)6rjs^ Nvkto9 cou avXrj ye pec, 
Q)9 6eV aoL^cov Tcov iraXai 6 ecnr la pcara. 
pear]9 de pvktos, y\rvxpov di9 Kpr/prj^ ttotov, 
eSo^' vTTvov p.ot paXOaKov Triveiv ydvos' 
eKel yoipy olda, pel paX' elp-qvqs peW, 
KCU vdp deivcov KeWev eppcoyev /BporoLS. 
CO Nu/CT-oy dypov op.pa^ crov paOcov^ ocra 
€7 At; TL9 dXXos TrpocrO' ipov, roA/xco (pepeLi^' 
av (ppovTL^cov TOL X'^^P ^'^^ yXcoaaaL9 rlOrj^^ 
cnyr] r exei xaipovcras' co (piXov cre/Sas*, 
CO Nu^, 'Opearrjs' aAAoy coS* eTrev^opaL' 
de\ KareXOoLS rjp^p^ evirrepco (l)vyfj, 
CO rpls TvoOeLvov co8 epiol ^vkto9 p.oXoL9 
KoXXiGTOv opcpia KCU ^poTOLs ipaaptop. 



16 LYRA HELLENICA. 



VIII. 

Lay of the Last MmstreV Canto v. Opening lines. 

Call it not vain ! — They do not err, 
Who say that, when the Poet dies. 

Mute Nature mourns her worshipper, 
And celebrates his obsequies : 

Who say, tall cliif and cavern lone 

For the departed Bard make moan ; 

That mountains weep in crystal rill, 

That flowers in tears of balm distil ; 

Through his loved groves that breezes sigh, 

And oaks in deeper groan reply. 



IX. 

The same, continued. 

And rivers teach their rushing wave 
To murmur dirges round his grave. 
Not that, in sooth, o'er mortal urn 
Those things inanimate can mourn ; 
But that the stream, the wood, the gale, 
Is vocal with the plaintive wail 
Of those, who, else forgotten long. 
Lived in the Poet's faithful song. 
And, with the Poet's parting breath. 
Whose memory feels a second death. 



PART I. LYRA HELLENICA. 17 



VIII. 

^V(n9 avTT] rot, fxr] toS iv k€pol9 X6yoL9 
OeaOaL po/jll^ov, bvcr(j)6p^ TrXrjyela ayetj 
Tcov VLV crepovToyv Kapra 7roir)T(ov ov av 
6avaT09 ^Xrj, Xvypolauv ev KTepLcrfiacn 
Tifxa 7rpe7rovT(09' avrpa 5' v'^Xai r ccKpac 
dprjvovaL TOP Qavovra. yoacravrcxis oprj 
peiOpoLS' eKaarov apyvpols oSvperaL' 
apUr] o avi7]cr rjoe €vcooet9 poa9 
TTPoal Se <pvXX v\j/r]Aa aelovaac paTTcop 
(pcoprjp JBaOelap i^eyelpovaip dpvcop. 



IX. 

IloTapoc Se Oprjpop iyyv9 ao-croPTes Ta(j)ov 
Ido-LP olKTpop. ravra S* taO* a^^x' o/ncoy 
coy ovK aXr]6(X)^ TrepOl/JiOL^ Oprjpel yooL9' 
apSpcop Se juidXXop, cop /Slov potpap irapa 
p,PT]p.T]p doL8o9 peXecrcp eprlp.OLS' p^aKpap 
T€LPa9, TOT avOtS' SvaKXeet XrjOy TraXcp 
Oapcop ep.L^€, Tcopde avp^cpcopecp yooL9 
popit^e pelOpa Kapepiovs' kol Spvy aKpay. 



18 LYRA HELLENICA. 



X. 

The same, concluded. 

The maid's pale shade, who wails her lot, 

That love, true love, should be forgot, 

From rose and hawthorn shakes the tear 

Upon the gentle minstrel's bier. 

The phantom-knight, his glory fled. 

Mourns o'er the field he heaped with dead 

Mounts the wild blast that sweeps amain. 

And shrieks along the battle-plain ! 

The chief, whose antique crownlet long 

Still sparkled in the feudal song. 

Now, from the mountain's misty throne, 

Sees in the Thanedom once his own. 

His ashes undistinguished lie, 

His place, his power, his memory die. 

His groans the lonely cavern fill. 

His tears of rage impel the rill : — 

All mourn the minstrel's harp unstrung. 

Their name unknown, their praise unsung. 



PART I. LYRA HELLENICA. 19 



ToLyap Tayelav irapOevo^v olKvpai (tklolI 
crrivovcr epcovrcov XrjarLV^ evcodcoi' (Baroop 
dpoacp podcof re ^v/uL/uLLyeL rev^os fipax^ 
TO Tov 6avovT09 crefiopevai, KXalovTa be 
iravdyKeOpov ^avTacrpLar al^rircov kXw, 

OTTOV TTOT CLpSpaS' (pOlPLOV dop09 KpaT€L 

avrip[0/iiov9 eacpa^av, o^elas' iBorj^, 
opfif) /Bcala. TTPev/jLarcop (popou/nei^a 
TTLjJLTrXrjcn Tvebiov. SeaTroTac 3' 07raov(ov 
/jloXttols' eKovTCDv TToXXa T0I9 TraXac yjpovoi^ 
creiivalaiv alveOevres, e/c Tvaycov ravvv 
ecrrcDTes OLKpcov^ rrj^ 7rdpo9 do^rjs', tva 
ra TTpocrOev avrol TravTeXrj jiovap^Lav 
€P€L/iai/, Ix^V ^OLTva Or/pioi'Tat pLarrjv. 
Ta(f)ou [xev avTWv dvo-reKfiaproi' ovk€tl 
(rrjfjL ovdep eK^eLKwaiVj olx^eraL S ajia 
aSrjXop ovop.a kcu Opovcov tcdv irplv ae^as* 
av6 COP arevayixovs avrpa r avrrjyel /3ap€?^ 
KCU peWpa Kivei daKpva. ira^ tl9 ovv Tv^rfv 
avcovvpiov Kado^op i)(Oa[pcoi', (piXrjS' 

Xvpa9 €KaTL TOV VeKpOV TTLKpCDS CrT€P€L. 



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20 LYRA HELLENICA. 

XI. 

" We mourn" by Mes. Sigoueney. 

We mourn for those who toil. 

The slave who plies the main, 
Or him, who hopeless tills the soil, 

Beneath the stripe and chain : 
For those, whom in the world's hard race, 

O'erwearied and unblest, 
A host of restless phantoms chase ; — 

Why mourn for those who rest ? 



XII. 

The same, continued. 

We mourn for those who sin, 

Bound in the tempter's snare, 
Whom siren-pleasure beckons in 

To prisons of despair : 
Whose hearts, by whirlwind passions torn, 

Are wrecked on Folly's shore : — 
But why in sorrow should we mourn 

For those who sin no more ? 
We mourn for those who weep, 

Whom stern afflictions bend 
With anguish o'er the lowly sleep 

Of lover, or of friend : — 
But they to whom the sway 

Of pain and grief is o'er, 
Whose tears our God hath wiped away — 

O mourn for them no more ! 



PART I. LYRA HELLENICA. 21 

XI. 

Tcop fiev TTOvovvrcov Kapra del irevOelv vTrep, 
eir ovv TrXaTrfv tls dovXlai^ craXov Sea 
KeXXei /StacrOel^, eire /Jiacmyo^ (j)ol3cp, 
decr/JLOL^ TneaOel^^ kXTrlS ovx avrco rpecpcov, 
apovpav Tjpocr , ovy re ttji' ajiLXXav av 
^Lov Tpe^ovras ayapicriv wivOri iriKpa 
7rovoL9 StcoKeL Kap^las 8r]KTrjpi,a' 
dXX el^ tI KOTTTOfiecrOa tov9 KOL/jico/Ji€POV9 ; 



XII. 

Toff d av KaKOVS' Trayaicn Tretpacrjuiov XdOpa 
ol/jico^o/jL€u Xr)(f)0ei'Ta9, ov9 r av ely d6/JLOV9 
drrjs' d(f)VKT0V9 rj^ovou, ^eiprjveg co9, 
KaXecrcoa , deXXai r , eKyovoL pcopds' (f)pei/09, 
arrj^ irara^cxxr oXeOpia 8ecvT]9 IB la' 
hfJiCD^ be KELVOUS' irpos' ri OprjvrjaaL \pe(0Vy 
bcroL9 opLiXelv ovKer ecrO^ dixaprla ; 
KELPOvs' o(roc, BafxevTe^ dXyeivcp iraOeL^ 
(PLXias" yocofrac Oavacnp.ov KaOalpecrLv 

TTOOOV T€ OepfJLOV^ SaKpVCTLlf olKTLCTaL TTpETTeL' 

aXX olirep ovket elcr VTrrjKOOL Kparec 

XVTTCOV 0pOT€LCOV, oh aTTCOflOp^El' 6eo9 

SaKpva ra iravTa, pLrj crv y ol/mco^r)^ ere. 



22 LYRA HELLENICA. 



XIII. 

opening Stanzas of " Li Memoriam.'' Tennyson. 

Strong Son of God ! immortal Love ! 
Whom we that have not seen thy face, 
By faith, and faith alone, embrace, 

Believing where we cannot prove : 

Thine are these orbs of light and shade ; 

Thou madest Life in man and brute ; 

Thou madest Death, and, lo ! thy foot 
Is on the skull which Thou hast made. 

Thou wilt not leave us in the dust ; 
Thou madest man, he knows not why, 
He thinks he was not made to die ; 

And Thou hast made him. Thou art just. 

Thou seemest human and divine. 

The highest, holiest manhood, Thou ! 
Our wills are ours, we know not how ; 

Our wills are ours, to make them thine. 



PART I. LYRA HELLENICA. 23 



XIII. 

'O TrayKpares Oeov reKvov, a(f)6iTOV Kapa^ 
OP ovK IdoifTe^ o/JL/iiao-ii' OvrfToi^, ofxcos' 
airovT i7rL(TTap.€aOa Srj TrlareL fioprj' 
(eV oly yap epycov Tvelpa p.r] Trapfj, Kparel 
Tj TT [arts' ovx opcoaa'^ koI yap Ik aiOev 
T] vv^ 7re(pvK€ x^vTOs -qXiov kvkXo9, 
TO ^Tjv S eScoKas 07] pal kolvO pcoTvcov yeveC 
Kparcov re polpas avros, ep^f^aiveis TToal 
TM ^coPTt, KOVKer eariv ovTrep eKTiaa^' 
ovTOL av Xeiyf/eLS' eV airo^cp Ka6rjp.evov9y 
OvrjTwv yevos av S eirXaaa^' tlvo9 xaptv ; 
ov drjO* Iv ovres p^rjKer copev ev (paec' 
avTos yap rjpiag eKTtaas' tl9 dprepec ; 
6eL09 ye p^evroi Kal ^poros Tre^vKevai 
SoK€L9' ^poT(ov S oLpLaTOs, e^o^os (pvaiv* 
Ka8coKa9 rjpuv Oarepov Svocv Xafieiv, 
OeXets d apu rjpuv aas pLeXeii/ einaToXa^, 



S4 LYRA HELLENICA. 



XIV. 

The same, continued. 

Our little systems have their day ; 

They have their day, and cease to be— 
They are but broken lights of Thee, 

And Thou, O Lord, art more than they. 

We have hut faith — we cannot know ; 
For knowledge is of things we see — 
And yet we trust it comes from Thee, 

A beam in darkness ! Let it grow I 

Let knowledge grow from more to more- 
But more of reverence in us dwell. 
That mind and soul, according well. 

May make one music as before. 

But vaster. We are fools and slight : 
We mock Thee, when we do not fear ; 
But help thy foolish ones to bear : 

Help thy vain worlds to bear thy light ! 



PART T. LYRA HELLENICA. 25 



XIV. 

Kai ^77 ra Xeirra roou (f)pev(ov Te^vrjixara 
€7r rjixap avOel, KOVKer opt airoXkvTaC 
cr/uLLKpa yap avyrj^ arj^ ottol olktI^ weXet, 
rjacrco 6* VTreiKet, kcu yap ov yvQivai irapa 
6vrjTOi9^ opcovres' 5' e^eTnarajxeaO^ del' 
TriareL voovp^ev' ^a^Troa rj ttlcttl^ voel 
Trj9 (TT]9 air avyr)9 ^eypp^eO^ m dyvov (jydoy, 
yevoiTO S* rjplv rov^eTrlaracrOaL ropco^, 
irXeov de, p^aXXop elSore^, ae^cop^eda' 
'^^XV '" dpiavpa avyKeKpapiepr} (f)p€iH 
avOcy ^vpd'^r] ttjv irdXai ^vvavXiav. 
^pa-)(els pi€P eapiev, o\ Se purj (po^ovp^evoc 
v^pLV KaK7]v ere SvaOeop 0' v^pl^opiev' 
(TV d avT09 rjplv pyTTLOLcrt avpipia^o^ 
Optjtovs' SLdd^ecs^ (jyeyyo^ elaopav to aov. 



26 LYRA HELLENICA. 



XV. 

Lay of the Last Minstrel." Canto vi. st. 29. Scott. 

With naked foot and sackcloth vest, 
And arms enfolded on his breast, 

Did every pilgrim go ; 
The standers-by might hear aneath 
Footstep, or voice, or highdrawn breath. 

Through all their lengthened row ; 
No lordly look, nor martial stride — 
Gone was their glory, sunk their pride, 

Forgotten their renown : 
Silent and slow, like ghosts they glide, 
To the high altar's hallowed side. 

And there they knelt them down : 
Above the suppliant chieftains wave 
The banners of departed brave ; 
Beneath the lettered stones were laid 
The ashes of their fathers dead : 
From many a garnished niche around 
Stern saints and tortured martyrs frowned. 



I 

I 



PART I. LYRA HELLENICA. 27 



XV. 

^repvoLS S* eTTL Trrv^avres evrevOev ■)(epa9^ 
yv/uLPol TTodas' 8vafjiop(pa r evbvvres paKT] 
crToXo9 arparriycov olKrpo9 eKJ^alvei dofxcoi'' 
IJLoXt9 Se (f)(Dvr]v (TToparos rj tto^cdv ^aaLV 
rJKOVcrav rj riv o\ irapea-Twre^ 7rvor]Vj 
ovd aif Tvpavvov ofxp. Idocs^ ivravOa ttov 
l\vos T apecop' rod yap ep/rrpoaOev KXeovs 
(j)popri pharos r eSo^ap ov pLvrjprjv Tpe(j)€LP. 
o7rco9 Se ^ao-/xar , dyj/oipcp /Sapres' Trodl 
LKTTjplataL ^copicop ^aOpcop em 
diyai^ €Kap\j/ap yopara' KccpcoOep KaXa 
iTTLcrrip! i(p€^7J9^ Tcop irpLP Ittttecop -yapLPy 
Kpepaar iSoL^ ap' kcli Karco Xevkt] kopls 
Trpoyopcop €K€lto pprjparcop yXvirrcop vtto' 
(TTvyprjp d' 6(j)pvp pcopwpres e^Xeirop pcvycop 
kacoOep ol TTp\p evaejBel^ oAcoAorey. 



28 LYRA HELLENICA. 



XVI. 

The same, continued. 

And slow up the dim aisle afar, 
With sable cowl and scapular, 
And snow-white stoles, in order due, 
The holy fathers, two and two, 

In long procession came ; 
Taper and host and book they bare. 
And holy banner flourished fair 

With the Redeemer's name. 
Above the prostrate pilgrim-band 
The mitred abbot stretched his hand, 

And blessed them as they kneeled : 
With holy cross he signed them all. 
And prayed they might be sage in hall. 

And fortunate in field. 
Then mass was sung and prayers were said. 
And solemn requiem for the dead ; 
And bells tolled out their mighty peal 
For the departed spirit's weal. 



PART I. LYRA HELLENICA. 29 



XVI. 

Ko(7yuft) S eireLTa TrpoaTToXoi creixvol Oeov, 
XevKOLS- eKaaros" irtpitSe^X-qixevoi ireirXoLS 
Ke(f)aXa9 r ipefipols' evTrpeTvels KaXvp/uiacnj^, 
fxa^av (popovvT€9 X^P^*- [xvcrTLKrjv Ideli^y 
Xvxvcov (9* a(j)a^, ^l^Xov re, kolI creTTTOv (papos^ 
eV ft) TO Tov ^corypos" ovop.a res' Texyrj 
eypay^rev — ovrco Trdures' eV rd^et diTrXrj 
pLaKpas OToas* perpovvres evraKTCO ^acrei, 
(TToXov irpoaco arelxovai yovvirerovs TreAas*. 
KOLVTavO 6 6elo9 x^^P^^ eKreivas TraTrjp 
iravTas irap-qyoprjaar €v(p7]poL9 XoyoLS', 
aravpov d iir avrols' tepov iyypaxj/as' ae/Sa^, 
Oeov TTpoo-rjrec KaXXlvLX ottXols Kparr] 
evfiovXtap re aropan TravreXr) vepeuv. 
eireLTa S lepev^ pvariKa pe^cL9 TeXr/ 
Oeov XLTalai rod OavovTOs ovveKa 
TToXX! LKereva' opov Be Kcodcoves' Xtyv 
(rcoT7jpLa9 rjx^jo'av aid las' vrrep. 



30 LYRA HELLENICA. 



XVII. 

The same, concluded. 

And ever in the office close 

The hymn of intercession rose : 

And far the echoing aisles prolong 

The awful burden of the song : — 
^^ Dies irae, dies ilia 
" Solvet sseclum in favilla ;" 

While the pealing organ rung : 
Were it meet with sacred strain 
To close my lay so light and vain, 

'Twas thus the holy fathers sung: — 

" The day of wrath, that dreadful day, 
*' When Heaven and Earth shall pass away! 
" What power shall be the sinner's stay? 
*^ How shall he meet that dreadful day ? 

" When, shrivelling like a parchment-scroll, 
" The flaming heavens together roll; 
** When louder yet, and yet more dread, 
" Swells the high trump that wakes the dead? 

" O! on that day, that wrathful day, 

" When man to judgment wakes from clay, 

" Be Thou the trembling sinner's stay, 

" Though Heaven and Earth shall pass away!" 



'PART I. LYRA HELLENICA. 31 



XVII. 

TeAoy Se, TTpoaTp07raL09 vfivo^ avTLKa, 

^vvcc^os opyavoLO-LV ev(f)covoL9, [xaKpav 

Sea (TToa9 ereLvev v\j/rjXa^ fiorjv, 

'^ (j)€V, <p€v' TO beLVov rjpap, €/Ji(pol3cp aKrj\j/ap ^la, 

'^ Koi pbecTTOV opyrj9, (pe^^aXcocrei dr] to ttolv. 

aXX\ eiTTep lepol^ aa-piaaLv irdpeaTi (jlol 

epyoDV ^pOTeicov irpaypLaTCDV prjatv TeXeiVy 

TOLOvS opiavXos yrjpvs i^rJKev p,eXo9' 

" (j)€V, (j)€v' TO decmv opyrjs VI^^P^ r]viK ovpavos 

'^ Kcu yrj 7rXaT€L ets* ov^ev iKXvdrjaeTat' 

" tS TTOTe (SorjOS Triavvos apLapTcov fipoTOS 

'' TOL Setva Trj9 toO rj/iepas' elao\j/€TaL ; 

^' OT iyKoXuTTTal^ (pXo^lp ovpavov kvkXo^, 

'^ olov depo^ (ppvKTOv Ti, avaTracrOrjaeTai, 

'' Kol T0V9 Trap aSov ScaTopos' (jaXiny^ veKpov^y 

^' beLvr]v Ulaa yrjpvv, e^avayKaaei ; 

OT EK p^vxcop yrJ9 Kplatv v^e^ovaiv iSpOTol, 
beiVTjS OT opyrjs' rjp^pa Kelvr] irapa, 
(TV y\ CO 7ravaXKe9, ev pieaoLS epenvLOLS 
'^ yrj9 ovpavov t , aprjye tol9 7ravaOXLOi9- 



32 LYRA HELLENICA. 



XVIII. 

" The Footsteps of Angels,'' by Longfellow. 

When the hours of Day are numbered, 

And the voices of the Night 
Wake the better soul that slumbered, 

To a holy, calm delight : — 

Ere the evening lamps are lighted. 
And, like phantoms grim and tall. 

Shadows from the fitful fire-light 
Dance upon the parlour-wall : 

Then the forms of the departed 

Enter at the open door ; 
The beloved, the true-hearted, 

Come to visit me once more : 

He, the young and strong, who cherished 
Noble longings for the strife, 

By the road-side fell and perished. 
Weary with the march of Life ! 

They, the holy ones and weakly. 
Who the cross of suffering bore. 

Folded their pale hands so meekly. 
Spake with us on earth no more ! 



PART I. LYRA HELLENICA. 33 



XVIII. 

Orav KPeipoLOi^ rjfxepas' rjKT) reXo? 
(f)coi/aL T€ VVKT09 rjinaL y\rv^r]v ifirjp 
virvcp cr\ebov ireaovaav^ elg rep'^tp ttoXlv 
ayvr]v KaXcoai, KOLKyovoi 7rvpo9 (TKLai, 
7rp\v ea7repov9 XapnrTrjpa^ d(pOrjpat TrvpL, 
Tpe^cocTLV aloXoLCTLV az/a tol\ov9 rpoTrois 
(jyavraa/JiaO o^S" yopycoTra, TrjVLKavra Brj 
ol ^(Dvreg rjaav (j)LXTaTOL TTiaroL 0* afxa, 
TrdXaL Oavovre^^ crly dvoi^avre^ Ovpa9 
ifjLol ^vveidLVy oiov iv tS irplp fiico^ 
6 fxev ved^cov eV T eptv fSeXricrTO^ d>v 
fJ-axV^ dpelav, eV ^lov Tropev/JLacrt 
KapLCjdv dircoXeT d>v veavias en' 
dXXoL de SiaTrpeTTOi'Tes' evcre^ei /3t(p, 
dyOos re p.o\6(£>v Trrjp.oi'as' re dv(r(popov9 
jxeivavre^, avrovs davaaipiw TrXrjyr] reXos 
TrpobovTes TjiXLV ^vyyevwv op^iXioov 
dTrecTTaXrjcrai^. 



34 LYRA HELLENICA. 



XIX. 

The same, continued. 

And with them the being beauteous, 
Who unto my youth was given, 

More than all things else to love me. 
And is now a saint in Heaven. 

With a slow and noiseless footstep 
Comes that messenger divine, 

Takes the vacant chair beside me, 
Lays her gentle hand in mine : 

And she sits and gazes at me 

With those deep and tender eyes. 

Like the stars, so still and saint-like, 
Looking downwards from the skies. 

Uttered not, yet comprehended, 
Is the spirit's voiceless prayer ; 

Soft rebukes, in blessings ended. 
Breathing from her lips of air. 

O ! though oft depressed and lonely. 
All my fears are laid aside. 

If I but remember only. 

Such as these have lived and died ! 



PART f. LYRA HELLENICA. 35 



XIX. 

rjirep ra irpar epcorl p! ovra br) viov 
OioaooTOS pLaA coApLcr ^ rj t ev ovpavco 
paKapcov ev ayvfj Tacraerat iravrj'yvpeL, 
TOT ay^rocprjTOis^ rj SeocravTOs Koprj 
iroaiv TrpocreXOova avTiK ay^i pov Opovov 
t^ec KevoVy yj/avet re Trjs' ep-qg x^P^^' 
KaOrjpevrj b ovv r) TepeLva p opupacnv 
7ravTC09 opol acTTpOLaLV rjpep! els' /BpOTOvs^ 
eK vvKTepov ^XeirovaLv ovpavov koltco, 
oLTeves (piXovcra irpoa-^XeTreC Kokcos ^' eyco 
€7rr] ^vvTjK a(j)Ooyya TFpoacpcoi'TjpdTCOP 
yj/oyots pep rjirioLcnv ev(f)rjpoL9 S apa 
€AC paXOaKcop /x oj/etSicrajJTa ^e^Aewz/. 
olpO' (OP, epr]plaL(rt Sva6vp.ovpepcp 
TToXXais, opco9 TOiovoSe pot pLeppr]p.epcp 
^coovs TTOT oPTas KOL OapoPTas epOdSe, 
€vOv9 StappeovcTL (TvpfiraPTes (jyo/Bot. 



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36 LYRA HELLENICA. 



XX. 

Song, by Buens. 

The day returns, my bosom burns, 
The blissful day we twa did meet : 

Tho' winter wild in tempest toiled, 

Ne'er summer-morn was half sae sweet. 

Than a' the pride that loads the tide, 
And crosses o'er the sultry line : 

Than kingly robes, than crowns and globes, 
Heaven gave me more — it made thee mine ! 

While day and night can bring delight, 
Or nature aught of pleasure give : 

While joys above my mind can move. 
For thee, and thee alone, T live ! 

When that grim foe of life below 

Comes in between to make us part — 

The iron hand that breaks our band, 
It breaks my bliss — it breaks my heart ! 



PART I. LYRA HELLENICA. 37 



XX. 

OAeyei fxep rjdr) ^coirvpovixevov Keap 

TTJad €v (papelarjs' rj/iepas' rptcroX^LOV, 

eV f) TOL Trpcord aot ^vvrjXOop, (6 yvvai, 

6t KOLi TO xelfjia 8vcr /melees' iraprjv t6t€^ 

ovx t^'Xlo^ tls rjpl y rj^io^v ofxco^^ 

/xei^co Se iravrcov \pr]fxaTCdv a vaviropots 

ifKaraKTiv els* yr\v rrjv^e crvyKOfjil^eTai, 

TreTrXcof re fxel^ov ^acnXiK^v ttoAAo) yepas 

KOL orre/jijjLaTCOP Kocrfxov re TroXvreXov^, yvfac, 

Oecop a edcoK€P, ov tl9 avO pcoiTODv e/uLol. 

eW Se (f)eyyov9 ev(j)poi'T]9 re yappLara 

(piXrj£ p! apeaKEL, XV (f^^o-LS repirei (fypevasy 

fiiov re Scopa rod Tvapovros dpiraaac 

€^€(TTL, aos' pLep eipt, arjp oe ^co X^P''^' 

ov^Opos S* eirei^av rco ^porcov yevei pioXfj 

Savaros^ OeXcop de a dypico^ d(j)ap7raaaL 

rjpup rd deapd bvapevel prj^y x^Ph 

oXpo9 ^PP^h KOVKer et/i eyco raXas. 



U^xa ^tilmica. 



PART II. 



LYEA HELLENICA. 



EXERCISE I. 

Passage from Shelley, Classical Tripos, 1853. 

Thou unreplenished lamp, whose narrow fire 

Is shaken by the wind, and on whose edge 

Devouring darkness hovers ! Thou small flame, 

Which, as a dying pulse rises and falls. 

Still fiickerest up and down, how very soon. 

Did I not feed thee, wouldst thou fail, and be 

As thou hadst never been ! So wastes and sinks 

Even now perhaps the life that kindled mine ; 

But that no power can fill with vital oil, 

That broken lamp of flesh. Ha ! 'tis the blood 

Which fed these veins, that ebbs till all is cold : 

It is the form that moulded mine, that sinks 

Into the white and yellow spasms of death ; 

It is the soul by which mine was arrayed 

In God's immortal likeness, which now stands 

Naked before Heaven's judgment-seat ! 

The hour crawls on — and when my hairs are white, 

My son will then perhaps be waiting thus. 

Tortured between just hate and vain remorse ; 

Chiding the tardy messenger of news 

Like those which I expect. 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 41 



EXERCISE I. 

^€v drjr ajxavpa XafiTras, fj (TfiLKpav (pXoya 
Xeirrrj tls avpa irvev/xaros KaTaafieaec, 
X^^^V "^^ ^6tprJ9 vvKTOs ajJLTTeyeL aKoro^, 
d) (l)eyyo9 olKrpov, olov alparoppvroL 
dpTTjpLat vocrovvros aKp^alav vocrov, 
OVTC09 aireLTTes Kar avLcrTaaac TrdXtp' 
el fjLT] d 6 fioaKCov iyyvs' rji/, rrapecp.ei'rj 
Toix ^^ TraprjXdes' koI to firjbev rjaO* taco^* 
ravTco d diroppel a^evvvraL r , olfxaty rporrcp 
rjirep TrecjyvKeu alrla rod ^rjp efxol^ 
vvv ovK eXaLcp ^coTrvpeiv e^ear en 
aapK09 TraXacas^ XafijraS rjixavpcopevriv. 
IJLTjTpos' yap aljui, d(j) rjcnrep avros" i^ecpvu, 
'^vxeL TTeTTTjye, kcu kukop a(f) k^^L Kpvos^ 
KOLL rSde KapTa avyyevrj firjTpos p.eXrj 
cnracr pooler Lv coxpa OavacripiOis pLapaiverai^ 
i^^XV '^* ^^* V^'^^P dp.fi poT09 ^vxrj ToSe 
(Tcopi rjpcpteaOrj, Oecov Trap dpfipoTOLS 6povoL9 
dLKas" v(l)€^ova vaTaTas' TrapiaTaTac, 
copa S dcpepTrec' ^(coTror du Kapol Tax dv 
yrjpas iraXwrj vLCpacn XevKavOe^ Kapa, 
irals Tovde Tdvbpos iv pepei^ tot evbiiccp 
8ov9 avTov exOei^ kclI pLaTrjv copyiap^evo^, 
KapadoK7]cr€L ra/xa, kolt opetdieL, 
TL Srj pLaTTji/ oKvovcTLV dyyeXoL to purj 
eTTTj (f)€p€tu oV avT09 eXiTL^co iraTYjp ; 



42 LYRA HELLENICA. 

II. 

Passage from Tknnyson's " Princess.'' 

Come down, O Maid, from yonder mountain-height 

What pleasure lives in height, (the shepherd sang,) 

In height and cold, the splendour of the hills ? 

But cease to move so near the heavens, and cease 

To glide a sun-beam by the blasted pine, 

To sit a star upon the sparkling spire : 

And come — for Love is of the Valley — come ! 

For Love is of the Valley, come thou down. 

And find him : by the happy threshold, he. 

Or hand in hand with Plenty in the maize, 

Or red with spirted purple of the vats. 

Or fox-like in the vine : nor cares to walk 

With Death and Morning on the Silver Horns, 

Nor wilt thou snare him in the white ravine. 

Nor find him dropt upon the firths of ice. 

That huddling slant in furrow-cloven falls, 

To roll the torrent out of dusky doors : 

But follow ! Let the torrent dance thee down 

To find him in the valley : let the wild 

Lean-headed eagles yelp alone, and leave 

The monstrous ledges there to slope, and spill 

Their thousand wreaths of dangling water-smoke, 

That, like a broken purpose, waste in air : 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 43 

II. 

Aevp*, CO Koprj, KareXOe rovS opovs otto* 
t\9 rjdopTj yap opecTLi' ev y\rv\pols en 
v(j)7]XoKprjp.pov ayXaav r ^iyeiv thpav ; 
pLTiT ovv Kar acrrpa irXayKTov kvT^pviQS o8ou, 
pLTjO^ coaTrep olktI^ rjXlov ^rjpds' vTvep 
7r€VKrj9 TrpocTco (pdi^TjOc, p.rjT aarrjp ottco^, 
OLKpaLat vacov ev areyac^ €(f)t^di^rj9, 
Sevp* ovv KareXOe, devpo (loC yXcopalcTt yap 
vaieLV (fyiXel raireivos ev firjcraaL^^ ' Epcoy' 
tcrcos" T av e^evpois vlv* rj yap evTrorp^ocs^ 
SopoL^ TreXd^ec, (jyatdpos' y Oeas pera 
TTvpois evoLKel^ X'^^P^ '^^ epTrXeKec X^P^' 
7j p oIkolSos' ard^opTt ^OLVi\6e\9 ttotS, 
7] BaKxlaLai, KLPados^ o)^, ev dpireXoLS 
Trainee Xoxi^crOeh, kov peXel Kr]pcov pera 
TolcrS epIBareveiv bpeaiv opOpico ttoSl. 
ovd* av VLV evpOLS ev (j)dpayyL bvaxipcp, 
ovT ovv irdyov \v6evT09 eKJSelBXrjpevoVy 
orav xp^pal Treaovaa ^ecpdppovv iroOev 
wcrrj SvaopPpo^ peWpov eK ttvXcov vKpa^. 
av S* ovv KareXOe, /cat KarappvrotS" ayua 
poaL9 opaprcov, rov Oeov /3Aev/^€:s' ra^ps^ 
6 T ovv Sa(l)otvo9 alero9, irecvcov povos, 
KXd^Tj irpoacoOev SeLvd, Kal rrerpcov drro 
Xe\p[(ov KareXOov en \apal crrd^rj peos, 
ve(l)ecov oOevwep pvplcov popipas drpos 
Sidcoa't KavOis rj(pavLO-pevos' Kvpel, 
dpavpd XeTrrijs cos* (f)pevos vorjpara. 



44 LYRA HELLENICA. 

So waste not thou, but come ! for all the vales 
Await thee : azure pillars of the hearth 
Await thee ; — the children call, and I, 
Thy shepherd, pipe, and sweet is every sound, 
Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet : 
Myriads of rivulets hurrying through the lawn, 
The moan of doves in immemorial elms. 
And murmuring of innumerable bees. 



III. 

''Past, Present, and Future,'' by Edwin Aenold. 

Ye whose bright fingers wander through the strings, 

Seeking high matters for your melodies. 

And finding none : O ! leave the withered Past, 

And turn ye to the time that liveth now ! 

Will ye be looking in the fallen leaves 

For the green beauty of the fallen Spring ? 

Or will ye seek in last year's naked nest 

The speckled eggs it cradled ? Be ye wise ! 

Gather from all the golden flower-cups 

That blossom even now : the winter-tide 

Cometh to thee and them, and shall it find 

Thy sunshine blighted and thy summer gone. 

And for the after-bees no honey hived ? 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 45 

fXTj aoL yevr]TaL ravra y ' code /jlol, Koprj' 
KaXel (T eKaaTT] j^rjcraa^ Tracra 0^ e err la 
arrjXas' TL0r]cn orot jJiovrj^ rt/jirjy ^apiv' 
KaXovcri a ot re TvalSe^, 7)8* eyco, (plXr] 
(Tvpiy^, v6pi09 yap ira^ tl9 tj^ovtjv (pepec. 
rjScara y r) ar] p.oc poXel yyjpv^, f^oprj, 
rjSela d rjxco Trdaa, pLVplcov yavo9 
Kprjvcov Troraplat^ aXaos' dpSovcrcou poaiy, 
(TTOVOi yepaias €K Spvo9 TreXetdScoi', 
crprjpcop re (l)Ooyyos' r}(JV\(Dv dvrjpL9p.09. 



IIT. 

' AAA* 6? Ti9 eLKrj X^pcrt rys" Xvpa9 Oiycou 
vpvcDV pdraLO^ pei^ova^v [pelperaL 
parrjv re relifas-, rod TvapeXOovro^ xpovov 
eKcop dirocFTas tqv Trapovr del crKOTrfj. 
TLS yap TTOT dv6o9 r]pLvov (pvXXoLS' evL 
^rjTcop ^apcLL \v6elaLv evypir dv rvyelv ; 
f/ r/y veocrcrchv 6p(j)ai'cp ttot eV Xe)(^eL 
aTLKTcoj/ av cocop KdXXo9 e^evpot ttot av ; 
elO^ Qvv paOcov pev irds Tt9, 6\j/e d\ ev (ppoveii' 
KapTTOiTO TTjs vvv KaXvKOS dv6ovarj9 yepa. 
Trapearc yap to yelpa, rrjs' re KapinpLOV 
copa9 dpaprcop, kov 6epov9 tv)(cop, Kevov 
pLeXiTOS (TV y ecrpov ov tl \aipr](TeLS Ibcov. 



46 LYRA HELLENICA. 

Time hath three daughters : one with drooping head 
^Sits in the shadow she herself hath cast, 
Weaving a winding-s]ieet; and one hath charge 
Of marriage-rohes and wedding-coronals, 
Wherein is " heart's-ease" and the hemlock-bud ; 
And one, the last, doth with averted face 
And song, that shapeth not itself in words, 
Spin the small wrapper and the tiny band, 
To swathe the yet unbreathing. — Of the three. 
One is not for thee, one thou seest not. 
And one is all thine own — a willing bride ! 
Cleave to her, like a lover ! She will tell 
Things that will sink into thy sou], and come 
Out of the harp -string, like a voice that lives, 
And holds the hearer with its solemn tones. 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 47 

noises' y^^povcp rpeis elalv' e/c tovtcov jxia 
ael Kar oIkov ovcra kol KardaKtos, ^ 

OdcraeL KaTrj(p7]s, eV Td(pov S eaOrjjjLara 
irXeKOva ixpaiveC rrj de Sevrepa /neXel 
avOrj re TrXeKrd iravra^ QKCovetov Xeyco^ 
X^^^ io'TCP aXXa,^ kol TreirXot yafi-qXiOi' 
T) S* av Tpirrj o-KvOpcoirov o/j,/jl diroorrpecpet, 
fiovaav T a(^covov rjavyps jJLLVvperaL^ 
Tols TraiSLOLCFi a7rapyav(ov vipai'Tpla 
VOLS' fxrjSeTTCO (pvyovcrt /mrjTpoOep ctkotov. 
kolI TcovSe TTaiScov r] fxev ov ri ctol /leXet, 
T7]v o ovK av avTos eiaLOOLS r] o av TreAas 
eKOvcr €K0VTL croi Troaei Trapio-raraL' 
(TV d* avTos avTTjs dvrexpv TrpocrKelfxevos. 
TTjs crrjs yap d\j/ec KapScas ra rrjad km], 
\opScov Se o-vfKpcopov ere KLPrjo-ec fxeXos, 
OeXyrjTpov cos, vp^voiau KrjXrjaav (ppepa. 



48 LYRA HELLENICA. 



IV. 

Tennyson's " In Memoriam." Stanza XV. 

To-night the winds began to rise 

And roar from yonder dropping day : 
The last red leaf is whirled away, 

The rooks are blown about the skies : 

The forests cracked, the waters curled, 
The cattle huddled on the lea ; 
And wildly dashed on tower and tree, 

The sunbeam strikes along the world. 

And but for fancies, which aver 

That all thy movements gently pass 
Athwart a plane of molten glass, 

I scarce could brook the strain and stir 

That makes the barren branches loud ; 
And but for fear it is not so. 
The wild unrest, that lives in woe. 

Would dote and pore on yonder cloud, 

That rises upward, always higher, 

And onward drags a labouring breast. 
And topples round the dreary West, 

A looming bastion fringed with fire. 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 49 



lY. 

Karep^erat I'v^, Kaj/e/jtcop arjfxara 

(f)vcrcoPTay dvPTOS' tjXlov, beivov /Bpefxet, 

Kcu ^rjpa Ke^vrat (pvXXa tcdv KXd^oov ^ajxai^ 

Kopa^ Kar aWep aaaerau Trrepcov 7rXdvoL9 

kXolScop re SovTrof Trap a kXv€li^, tt 6 pros' r d^pcp 

(pplo-aei' (j)ol3(p d earrjcrav aOpoot /Boes" 

ev /Sovdepet XeLjxcovC kcu rrvpycop vrrep 

cIkt] Spvcop re (l)eyyos' vararop jmara. 

Kei [17) rt PVKro9 ravr e(f)a(jKe (fyacrfjiara 

0)^ ep Karoirrpcp irapO' a Spcop av rvyyapets 

Ga(^QiS hvpaaOai^ p, wcnrep 6<p0aXp.OL9y Idetp, 

(TXoXfj ye depdpcop irpos ^lap KLPOvpcepcop 

erXrjp ap avros tj ^\ro(j)ov rovrov kXvcop. 

KOLL pvp p.ep, el p.rj ris irapacrraLr] (po/Bos, 

Tj (pprjp re Sv(rrv)(ovaa Sto-rd^OL^ pe(f)rj 

earrjp ra(j)(op ap avros elaopcop rade, 

olop Kar alirvp ovpapop TreSdpaLa 

reXXeiy yepopres 6 cos Korrcp irapeip^epoi 

pL0\6el irepcopra rop rrpos earrepap rpi^oPy 

eiraX^Ls cbs wpocrcoOep rjppieprj (pXoyl. 



50 LYRA HELLENICA, 



V. 

Passage from ''The Bride of Ahydos.'" C. ii. st. 28. 

Witliin the place of thousand tombs 

That shine beneath, while dark above 
The sad but living cypress glooms, 

And vi^ithers not, though branch and leaf 

Are stamped w^ith an eternal grief, 
Like early, unrequited Love : — 

One spot exists, v^hich ever blooms, 
E'en in that deadly grove — 

A single rose is shedding there 
Its lonely lustre, meek and pale : 

It looks as painted by Despair — 
So white, so faint — the slightest gale 

Might whirl the leaves on high : 
And yet, though storms and blight assail, 

And hands, more rude than wintry sky, 
May wring it from the stem : — in vain ! — 
To-morrow sees it bloom again ! 
The stalk some spirit gently rears, 
And waters with celestial tears. 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 51 



V. 

^atSpac OavovTCDV /JLVptaL OrjKou Trpoaco 
KOVLv eypvcFLv, COP vTTepOe TTLcraLvr] 
eKTelperaL (fyvXXoco-i Kvirapicraov aKtd' 
veapo£ yap alev 6^09 ov ^r^palveraL. 
KOLVirep TL ^poPLOP TrevOos' ev KXaSot^ 4^^^XI 
yXcopols IvoLKOvVy SvcTTraOcop tl9 o)9 epco^^ 
aXX ev 6avaorL[X(x> Tcp8e ^rjcraa tl9 vairei 
pLeyLcrra OdXXet, kol poSop Trdpecrr eKei 
pLOPCoOep aXXcop elcrcdelp' w\pop pep ovp 
XevKOP T eV oyj/iP, kol Karrjcpes opp e\eL 
repep re, XeTrrois- coy (TKeSaadrjpat TTPoai?, 
Kccpirep OveXXrjs' opfipiov detpop p4pos 
aypial re detpov yeiparos pdXXop X^P^^ 
SpeTTCoaLPy dpOovp avpLog (SXeTrec ^popo^. 
TTjp yap yXorjp tl9j o)9 (pans' Kparel, Oeos 
ireaovcrap opOol, SaKpvcop r dpSec irorcp. 



e2 



52 LYRA HELLENICA. 

yi. 

The same jMssage continued. 

For well may maids of Helle deem 
That this can be no earthly flower, 
Which marks the tempest's withering hour, 
And buds unsheltered by a bower, 
Nor droops, though Spring refuse her shower, 

Nor woos the Summer-beam : 
To it the livelong night there sings 

A bird unseen, but not remote : 
Invisible his airy wings. 
But soft as harp that Houri strings, 

His long entrancing note ! 

It were the Bulbul, but his throat. 
Though mournful, pours not such a strain : 

For they who listen cannot leave 

The spot, but linger there and grieve, 
As if they loved in vain ! 
And yet so sweet the tears they shed — 
'Tis sorrow, so unmixed with dread, 
They scarce can bear the morn to break 

That melancholy spell ! 
And longer yet would weep and wake, 

He sings so wild and well. 
But when the Day-blush bursts from high, 
Expires that magic melody. 
And some have been, who could believe 
(So fondly youthful dreams deceive, 

Yet harsh be they that blame,) 
That note, so piercing and profound, 
Will shape and syllable its sound 

Into Zuleika's name ! 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 53 

VI. 

KaAcSs* ^e ^o^d^ovcnv 'EAXcc^os' Kopai 

keI tls to8 avOos aji^porov (pvaci^ KaXel^ 

oirep OveWcov Karaippovel, f^vxpa 0' ojuicos' 

viraiOpLOv Te6r]\ev Iv hvcravXia^ 

avyjxoldi T ovhlv r]pLvoh p^apalj^erac, 

ov8 av 6epov9 re Kavfiarcoi' r copav ex^t. 

TreAas" d aoibrjv 'TTavvv')(Os pLLVvperai 

a(pavT09 opvL9, (j)v yap av l3Xe\j/aL9 Trore,) 

vypov 6\ bfJLola jmeXeai Oicnnos Xvpa^, 

yocov aeldet' /cat Ta)( av ris r)v Irfs*, 

aAA ov TL ravTov, otKrpo^ cov^ op^cos^ crrevet. 

o yap kXvcov evrevOev ovk aTroaraTei, 

yococTL 8 ovv eKaaros" ep^TreSov, KaKOv 

kpcoTOs coy '^evaOevre^' aXX* op.cos' yXvKv 

SaKpvov ievT€9 (^ov TTpoaecTTi yap (pofios' 

TrevdovcTLV^ rjco TrpoadoKcoa evrjXLOV^ 

o)9 p^rj OiXovres rjdv TravaOrjvai /xeXoy* 

ovTco Xiyv9 T€ Kal yXvKvs' pLcvvperaL. 

ecos' 8^ e7r€L8av ovpavov (paea(f)opOL9 

OLKrlaL /SaXXrj, Oela Traverat pieXrj, 

Kal 8r}, (l)tX€L yap q^cov vecov ovelpara 

piarala (tl9 8* ovv piepu\^eTaL {) OeXyetv (j)peva9y 

icTTLv TL9, €v yap ol8 , by oterac iravv 

(l)covrJ9 Xtyela^ Trja8e 8idTopov pceXos' 

ovop,a ZvXicrar]^ ^vvOeaet (j)covcov Opoelv, 



54 LYRA HELLENICA, 



VII. 

Passage from Milton. Classical Tripos y 1850. 

And now went forth the Morn, 
Such as in highest heaven, arrayed in gold 
Empyreal : from before her vanished Night, 
Shot through with orient beams ; when all the plain, 
Covered with thick embattled squadrons bright. 
Chariots, and flaming arms, and fiery steeds, 
Reflecting blaze on blaze, first met his view : 
War he perceived, war in procinct : and found 
Already known what he for news had thought 
To have reported ; gladly then he mixed 
Among those friendly powers, who him received 
With joy and acclamations loud, that one — 
That of so many myriads fallen, yet one 
Returned — not lost. On the second hill 
They led him high applauded, and present 
Before the seat supreme : from whence a voice 
From midst a golden cloud thu^mild was heard, 
*' Servant of God, well done ! Well hast thou fought 
The better fight, who single hast maintained 
Against revolted multitudes the cause 
Of Truth, in word mightier than they in arms : 
And for the testimony of Truth hast borne 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 55 



VII. 

KaJ I'vv ecos TTpovfiaivev^ ol kv alOepc 
(l)cXova iyeipeip xpvo-eoaroXov (f)doS' 
TTpoaco 8 €(j)€vy€ PVKT09 alaprjs' Kapa 
aKTLO-L (f)coa(f)opotaLU cos* ^e^Xr)pev7]s, 
TO TTOiv p^ercoTTOP 0' appoLTCov eTTLpm-Xaro 
TreSov, (paXayycop r eV P^clxW V^poccrpLepcop, 
arepoirr] Be rev^cop rjp Idelp, (hael irvpX 

TTVp dpTiXapLTrOP' OoVpLCOP 6 tinrCDP pL€P09 

Karelde irpcoTOP opipacnp, detprjp pdxV^ 
epycp irapovaap, kovk aTreLXataLP piopop, 
iTPeopra irapra' ypcora d ovd dypcoT ere 
COP G)€T avTos dyyeXos ttlo-to^ poXetp. 
TOT dapepoL(TCP dapepos ^lXol9 /xeVa 
^vPTjXOep* ol Be (Tvp X^P^ PiKTjcjyopcp 
iraidp icjyvppovPy ola dr] ttoXXcop diro 
acoOePTOS' avTOv^ pLVpccop oXcoXotcop. 
irayop d' e(f) dypop rjyayop Taxes' ttvkpols 
X^pcop KpoTOLacp, dpTi v\j/[aTOv 7raTpo9 
a-TTjaoPTes avTiK ^ e/c Be xp^o-eov pe(l)0V9 
(jxiop^ TLS TjvSa pLeiXixoLS 7rpoo-(l)deypa(np, 
CO ^aFpe TToXXa' ^at^oe Tral Oeov' pcLXJl'^ 
TTjp iraPT dpL<TTr]p ev ye PiKYjaas ^X'^^^y 
els B dpTl TToXXcop povpos dpTeaTTjs Sopi, 
Slktjs 6 crepLPos TrpocTTaTrjs, XoyoLcnp q)9 
Kpelaaoop e(j)ap0r]s tcop epaPTicop ottXcop, 
TT]9 S* evcre^eias koI SiKrjs vweppax^iiv 



56 LYRA HELLENICA. 

Universal reproacli, far worse to bear 

Than violence ; for this was all thy care, 

To stand approved in sight of God, though worlds 

Judged thee perverse." 



VITT. 

Shakspeare. Eichard III. (Gloster loquitur.) 

I cannot tell, if to depart in silence. 
Or bitterly to speak in your reproof. 
Best fitteth my degree and your condition. 
For, not to answer, you might haply think 
Tongue-tied ambition, not replying, yielded 
To bear the golden yoke of sovereignty, 
Which fondly you would here impose on me : — 
If to reprove you for this suit of yours. 
So seasoned with your faithful love to me — 
Then, on the other side, I checked my friends. 
Therefore, to speak and to avoid the first, 
And then in speaking not incur the last, 
Definitively thus I answer you. — 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 57 

iXotdopT]0r]9 TToAAa, bvarXrjTov TraOeiv 
v^pecDs re fxel^ov' rode yap eairevaa^ jxovovj 
Oe^ T oLpecTKeLV bvO vTvrjpeTTjv fiovco^ 
(p-qprfv iSporecop r a^i ovdepos' vepceiv. 



VIII. 

OvK old eycoye Tvorepa rovfi d(f)€aTavac 
XoycDV acpcovof, rj TTLKpcos v/Jids- y\riyeiv, 

Kol T0L9 iflOLS^ dv 6p6a T0L9 VjJiCOV €;)(0t* 

tVco? yap dv do^aifxt prj Xeycov rd^a^ 
(pcXoTtiJilaif d(f)Ooyyov evboOev rpecpcovy 
eKCDv eKovcFL TTjp epLTjv Sovpac deprjv 
TVpavvL^os xpvaolcTLV evOeivai ^vyois' 
el S avre tov9 (plXovs' re Kal ttlcttovs ap.a 
eXOovras ovrco^ eireaL fji€p.^aip,r)p TTLKpols", 
elr dv Xeyoire pi cos (f)iXov9 Gyaaavra hrf 
irpos Tavra, (pcovcov 0)9 to pcev (f)vyeLv OeXcov 
TO d' evXajSrjdeh pirj Trpoafj XoyoL9 epLoly, 
opovs TrpoOrjaco Tovade SrjO* vpuv Xoycov. 



58 LYRA HELLENICA. 



XL 

The same passage, continued. 

Your love deserves my thanks, but my desert 

Unmeritable shuns your high request. 

First, if all obstacles were cut away, 

And that my path lay even to the crown, 

As the ripe revenue and due of birth, 

Yet, so much is my poverty of spirit. 

So mighty and so many my defects, 

That I would rather hide me from my greatness, 

(Being a bark to brook no mighty sea,) 

Than in my greatness covet to be hid, 

And in the vapour of my glory smothered ! 

But, God be thanked, there is no need of me, 

And much I need to help you, were there need : 

The royal tree hath left us royal fruit, 

"Which, mellowed by the stealing hours of time, 

Will well become the seat of Majesty, 

And make us, doubtless, happy by his reign. 

On him I lay what you would lay on me, 

The right and fortune of his happy stars. 

Which God defend that T should wring from him ! 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 59 



IX. 

TrJ9 /uLep Trap' vjxodv \dpLV exco TrpodufXia^^ 
OKvei S" a p.ov vvv delaOe rap! avd^ta, 
irpcoTOv yap ei p.OL prj^ev ep^irobcov rvyoL 
TO p.rj ov Tvpos dpxV^ eviropco ^prjaOai cm^co 
yevov9 Kar dy^LcrTela y ii^diKcos' ip.rji', 
dXX* wSe (pavXcoi^ ^vi'Tpocjyop (j)p6i^7]p! e^cov 
Kal TTpos' ye irdpros rdyaOov Ke\prjpievos 
eyoy — aKa(f)os' yap elp. kXaacrov rj aaXco 
SecpS TTaXaleLV. irav av eKcrrrivaL Kparos 
pLoXXov OeXoLfx av^ y Kparcov airoiTTOS dtv^ 
eppecp kXeov^ KVLacovn KaTeve\6ei9 Kairvco' 
dXX* dpdp09 ov del rovSe (ydpLV e\(o 6e£) 
avTOS' Se ttoXXtjv airavLV e\(o 7rpop,T]0La9' 
KapTTOS' yap earl jBacnXecos^ KaXos' KaXov, 
oaTL9 7re7rav6e\9 dtpLKcp ^povov reXet 
Opovcov Trarpcpcov d^L09 (paprjaeracy 
ap^cov de TrdaLV oX^lov Scoaec ^lov, 
Keivcp 8 eycoye raSe vepico dcopr/para, 
a firj *(j)eXea6aL vlv yevoir epoi^ hiKiqv 
evvov TV^v re rod 6eov reKp^ypca. 



60 LYRA HELLENICA. 

X. 

Passage from Scott. 

Breathes there a man, with soul so dead, 
Who never to himself hath said. 

This is my own, my native Land ? 
Whose heart has ne'er within him burned, 
As home his footsteps he hath turned. 

From wand'ring on a foreign strand ? 
If such there breathe, go ! mark him well ! 
For him no minstrel raptures swell : 
High though his titles, proud his name, 
Boundless his wealth as wish can claim : 
Despite those titles, power, and pelf, 
The wretch, concentred all in self. 
Living, shall forfeit fair renown, 
And, doubly dying, shall go down 
To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, 
Unwept, unhonoured, and unsung ! 



XL 

The same passage, continued. 

O Caledonia ! stern and wild ! 

Meet nurse for a poetic child ! 

Land of brown heath and shaggy wood. 

Land of the mountain and the flood — 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 61 



X. 

'Ap ely Tocrovb avovs tl9 avOpoyTTCov €(pv, 
GXTT evTos avTOv fXTj Xoyl^eaOai irore, 

rjO ecTTL fjLOL yj] Trarpt^, — o^ ^eviqs airo 
TTohas TrXavTjTa^ poarlfico rpexj/a^^ oScp 
fXTjirore Tvpos oIkov ivreOipixavTaL Keap ; 
K€Lvov y eKaTi, tovt einaTaa , ovveKa 
ovSels^ Xvpav dotdo^ evTLp.ov KpeKei. 
6 yapy TToXaLOLS yavpLcov rlpaLcn Tvep, 

(TCOpOVS' T dp€TpOV9 XpTlfJiaTCOV K€KT7Jp,eU09, 

ovopid re KXeivoVy OVT09, 'laO', op.cos' povov 
(f)povwv rd y avTOv, ^cop pev alSolov kXeovs 
dpiOLpos earaL, ScTrrvxcp d' avOis popco 
Oavcov KdKiara ireiaeraL, pdXLcrra Se 
ef rjs- rdXag 7re(f)VK€, avpLpayrj^ Kovei, 
aLar)9 dKXavarov KdKXeovs TTpoaTev^erat, 



XL 

^v d' dypia x^^^? ^ irdrpa Y^aXrjBovcov^ 

BeCFTTOLV OpCDV pEiOpCOP T€, KOi TTVKVol^ VaiTCOV 

fipvovaa (f)vXXot9, KdTTLarjpios dypiag 
dvOecTiv €p€LKri9, olov el Kara^la 
rpe(j)€LP doidwif kXelvov evXvpcov yevos, 

^ Or, line 4 above may be made to end with voaTniov rpe-^as iroda. 



62 LYRA HELLENICA. 

Land of my Sires ! what mortal hand 

Can e'er untie the filial band, 

That knits me to thy rugged strand ? 

Still as I view each well known scene, 

Think what is now, and what hath been, — 

Seems as to me, of all bereft. 

Sole friends thy woods and streams were left, 

And thus I love them better still, 

Even in extremity of ill. 



XII. 

" Autumn,'' by Longfellow. 

With what a glory comes and goes the year ! 
The birds of Spring, the beautiful harbingers 
Of sunny skies and cloudless times, enjoy 
Life's newness and earth's garniture spread out 
And when the silver habit of the clouds 
Comes down upon the Autumn sun, and with 
A sober gladness the Old Year takes up 
His bright inheritance of golden fruits, 
A pomp and pageant fill the splendid scene. 
There is a beautiful spirit breathing now 
Its mellow richness on the clustered trees ; 
And, from a beaker full of richest dyes, 
Pouring new glory on the Autumn woods, 
And dipping in warm liglit the pillared clouds. 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 63 

w yr) TTarpwa, ris fxe rpaxelas xOovo9 

rrjs arjs Svpalr au, (pLXrarrj^ iraachv ttoXv, 

airoaTraaai ttot ; olOXlco^ Se yapfxarcov 

TrdvTCOV eprjfxo^, tjplk av aKOTTCopeda 

ra vvv Trapopra, tcop Trapos" p^epvirjixevot^ 

ovd€L9 SoKel Sj] tcov (piXcDV pceveiv en 

TrXrjv acov vairwv peiOpCDV re' roLyapovv oaco 

jiaXXov TTpocrepTTCD kou KaKcov 7rp09 rova^arov 

Toacp TToOos piOi p^aXXop iprerjjKe (xoy. 



XII. 

'Os* ovptavTOS' epxerat (paidpap eycdv 
^apLV reXet r ' eV rjpL, veoyevel (j)v(r€Coy 
^aipovcFL OaXiret KaXvKes avOovaai podcoPy 
evrjXicov KrjpvKes r]fxepcov yXvKel^^ 
XXorj re yaias evcjyvel' )(0)Tap /BXeTrrj 
W9 €/c KaXvTTTpa^ rjXco^ dt apyvpcov 
P€(f)coi/, ^povo9 76 \pv(TOKap7rov 6/cAax^^ 
KXrjpov TeXeL09 fjorv^ov yaipei yapav^ 
airavra Xapirpas KaXXovrj^ ^pvet TrepL^, 
dacp^cop d' ayaXp^a xpV(TO(f)eyyh eKirvecoVy 
depSprj (jyaevva avpi(j)VT0L9 x/^o/as* ^a(paL9, 
KapiT0L9 ayaXXei \pv(reoLaLy dayj/LXovs- 
TravTYj veav Kparrjpos eKyicov ■)(apLv' 
(BairreL de Xeirra Oeppov eV (l)ao9 vecjyrj. 



64 LYRA HELLENICA. 

XIIT. 

The same passage, continued. 

Morn on the mountain, like a summer bird, 
Lifts up her purple wing ; and, in the vales. 
The gentle wind, a sweet and passionate wooer. 
Kisses the blushing leaf, and stirs up life 
Within the solemn woods of ash deep-crimsoned, 
And silver beach, and maple yellow-leaved, 
Where Autumn, like a faint old man, sits down 
By the wayside aweary. Through the trees 
The golden robin moves. The purple finch. 
That on wild cherry and red cedar feeds, 
A winter bird, comes with its plaintive whistle, 
And pecks by the witch-hazel ; whilst, aloud. 
From cottage roofs the warbling blue-bird sings ; 
And merrily, with oft repeated stroke. 
Sounds from the thrashing floor the busy flail. 

O ! what a glory doth this world put on 
For him, who with a fervent heart goes forth 
Under the bright and glorious sky, and looks 
On duties well performed and days well spent ! 
For him the wind, aye, and the yellow leaves. 
Shall have a voice, and give him eloquent teachings : 
He shall so hear the solemn hymn that Death 
Has lifted up for all, that he shall go 
To his resting-place without a tear. 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 65 

XIII. 

AafjiirpS 8 ecos rcopeca KaXXvi/et (paei, 
OepcLOs- C09 TLS- 7rop(f)vpoiS' (popov/uLeuos' 
opvL9 TTTepOiCTi' TvayKparei S ev ayKeai 
Te)(vrj 7rpoOv/xo9 avepios aairaapco kvvcdv 
TToAAw ra (pvXX ecrcoOev €v8ei>dpcoj/ piv\(Dv 
^orjv (j)€peL veoprov, evOa Srj pieXrj 
yepal oTrcopa XeXvpepjj cFKeTraapara 
(piXo^evoi TrXeKOVcTi (I)olplkcoi> KXddot 
pLeXicoPy KopLYj re ^avOoOpi^ (KpevBaavLvrj^ 
(f)r]yol T€ XevKai' ^pvaeaicn d* evaKLOvy 
opvtOes' vXas' ol (ptXau0pco7roL Sepats^ 
KOcrpovcTL, paw pcd9 S* olKTpov aBovres peXos, 
oU Kepaaos earl kol KeSpos' IBopa (plXr], 
o-TTLVOL TrriXoLcn TropipvpoLcrii' evTvpeirels 
KOTTTOvac Oapvovs pvyyj.oi9' areycov S airo 
ra yXavKi eK^eovaiv o^eiav y^apav^ 
iXapcos 8e Xela TrXrjyparcoi' ttoXXcov aXcos" 
f^ooLCFLV t}x^^' '^^^^ ^ avOpcD7roL9, oaoL 
el^ Tov Trapos fiXeirovaLV aapevoi (Sloi^, 
k7]Xl8o9 apopov KCLL KaXco9 elpyaapevoLS 
epyoLCTL XapTTpoi^y ipcpaifco^ Xiyeiv to ttolp 
OeppaiCTL KapSlataLi/ ov (^o^ovpievoL, 
ocrov TO KaXXos' rjSe yrj Tocolad €;(6i. 
TOLOvcrSe y avepos kou vairSiv ^dvOrj (po^rj 
(f)Ooyyoif XalBovcra vovOeTel ao<pcoTaTa, 
vpvov b , ov adei Tvacn 6avaT09 eyKpaTTj^, 
TToXaL cra(p(jds paOovTes, 6(p6aXpols CTTeyrjV 
rj^ova oLKXavTOts wavdoKOP yalas' koltco. 

F 



66 LYRA HELLENICA. 



XIV. 

HoEATji Epist. I. 2. 

Trojani belli scrip torem, maxime Lolli, 

Dum tu declamas Romae, Prasneste relegi ; 

Qui, quid sit pulchrum, quid turpe, quid utile, quid non, 

Planius ac melius Chrysippo et Crantore dicit. 

Cur ita crediderim, nisi quid te detinet, audi. 

Fabula, qua Paridis propter narratur amorem 

Grsecia Barbaric lento collisa duello, 

Stultorum regum et populorum continet gestus. 

Antenor censet belli prsecidere causam ; 

Quod Paris, ut salvus regnet vivatque beatus, 

Cogi posse negat. Nestor componere lites 

Inter Peliden festinat et inter Atriden : 

Hunc amor, ira quidem communiter urit utrumque. 

Quicquid delirant reges, plectuntur Achivi : 

Seditione, dolis, scelere atque libidine et ira, 

Iliacos intra muros peccatur et extra. 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 



XIV. 

ISvif -qbovfi, (pep tare AoXXt , r]VLKa 

a(TKeL9 (TV 'PcO/i77 ^VV^LKelv, TCL TpCOLKa 

avOt9 ^LTjXOov TTavra IlpaLve(TTrj TvaXiv' 
Ik TcofSe yap fxaOoLS av e}i(Pave(TTepov 
TO fxeu KaXov kcll y^prjcnfiov^ to S cture (jlt]^ 
7/ vovOeTel ^pvaLTnros' y K.paPTCop* TaS* ovj/^ 
7)1/ aoL yevTjTai /HTjdep ip^TroScov, (j)pa(rco. 
fjivOo? yap, ocnrep EAXa^ i/ji/uLapovs' virep 
Ylaptdo^ epcoTO^ ^ap^apots- av8a aTpaToh 
^vaTaaaVy opya9 ^acnXio^v GKai(£>v aa(j)co9 
Xacoj/ T€ ^eiKvva' elaaira^ p.ev a^tol 
TTjv aWiav ttj^ epiSos^ ApTTjucop Tepelv, 
IlapL9 Se Selaas^ oX/Blov KpaTOVs irepL 
ov TreiOeTac. ISeaTcop Se YlTjXeldov KaKay 
Xvcoi/ 'ATpeldov T epidas-y (hv tov piev (f)Xey€L 
€pco9 ptaX', api(f)o'LV S a'TTTerai ^0X09 TTLKpos, 
^ ^ovXa9 eTrelyet (piXo(pp6v(09, aTparos' Se Trees' 
SldccxTiv, (hv avaKTES rjiiapTOv, ^lktjv' 
ovTCo yap e^(o TravTa)(rj Tpolas- t ecro) 
oLiayiGT Idols' av' iravTa yap ^vyyei crTacns, 
opyrj, 80X0S iravovpyosy aKoXacTTOs t epcos. 

^ This line may be altered with advantage, by introducing 

the phrase aTrovbrjv e^ei Trapaivelv, 



F ^ 



68 LYRA HELLENICA. 



XV. 

The same, continued. 

Rursus, quid virtus et quid sapientia possit. 
Utile proposuit nobis exemplar Ulyssem ; 
Qui, domitor Trojge, multorum providus urbes 
Et mores hominum inspexit; latumque per sequor, 
Dum sibi, dum sociis reditum parat, aspera multa 
Pertulit, adversis rerum immersabilis undis. 
Sirenum voces et Circse pocula nosti ; 
Quag si cum sociis stultus cupidusque bibisset, 
Sub domina meretrice fuisset turpis et excors, 
Vixisset canis immundus, vel amica luto sus. 
Nos numerus sumus, et fruges consumere nati, 
Sponsi Penelopiae, nebulones, Alcinoique 
In cute curanda plus aequo operata juventus, 
Cui pulcbrum fuit in medios dormire dies, et 
Ad strepitum citharae cessatum ducere curam. 
Ut jugulent homines, surgunt de nocte latrones : 
Ut te ipsum serves, non expergisceris ? atqui 
Si noles sanus, curres hydropicus. 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 69 



XY. 

'AAA' avOis aperrjv koI (rocj)!]]/ (jyali/coi' 0^eW 
oTTola dpcocriy rapy 'Odvaaeco9 KaXov 
rjiiiv eypa\\/ 'Oprjpo^' ovtos ^iXlov 
TToAAay da/biePTO^ ttoAA aXcopievos iroXeis^ 
avbpcov eOrj r iaelSe' kolv ttovtov aaX(p 
voaTOV TTOpL^cop el duhfacTO ttcos Tv^elv^ 
TV^aL9 ^vvecrrrj dvaTTorp^ot^, ocel 5' ofxcos 
e^T]XO* aOpav(TT09' ^vv 8e ^eiprjvcov fxeXr) 
OeXKTTjpicoi/, KlpKTjS' re ([)app,ax rjdopcoif 
KaKcou yep^opra, Kai /Bporovs' V09 (jjvaec 
alcrxpa pnaivovT rj kvpo9, rad ovdap^oos^ 
^Xa\j/aL VLV oia 6 ' ol ^e dpiopre^ av KaKCos 
apiOpLo^ aXXco^ ecrp.ep, oh ^ayelv pieXel, 
pLvrjorrrjpe^ apyol UrjpeXoTrrj^, KaOappLara, 
Tpvcfyyp V7rep(j)ev y\ 0)a7rep ol pier ^AXklpov, 
TtpcoPTeS) copa9 r els' piear]pi^pLvas vttvov 
relvai (f)LXovvTesy (ppopridas re KOLpLLcraL 
Xvpas VTT ' *Ap ov deLPOP, el (j)opov x^P''^ 
(potTcocTL XrjaTcu PVKTLy (TV 8e TYjs (Trjs vTrep 
orcoTTjplas ov\ VTTPOP airo^aXels ; pidO^ ovp 
dcTKelp (rOepo9 crop, irplp a dpayKaaac poaop. 



70 LYRA HELLENICA. 

XVI. 

HoR. Epist. I. 2, continued. 

Et, ni 
Posces ante diem librum cum lumine, si non 
Intendes animum studiis et rebus honestis, 
Invidia vel amore vigil torquebere. Nam cur, 
Qua9 laedunt oculum, festinas demere ; si quid 
Est animum, differs curandi temp as in annum ? 
Dimidium facti, qui coepit, habet ; sapere aude, 
Incipe : qui recte vivendi prorogat horam, 
Rusticus exspectat, dum deiluat amnis ; at ille 
Labitur et labetur in omne volubilis gevum. 
Quaeritur argentum puerisque beata creandis 
Uxor, et incultge pacantur vomere silvse. 
Quod satis est cui contigit, hie nihil amplius optet. 
Non domus et fundus, non geris acervus et auri 
jEgroto domini deduxit corpore febres, 
Non animo curas. Valeat possessor oportet, 
Si comportatis rebus bene cogitat uti. 
Qui cupit, aut metuit, juvat ilium sic domus et res, 
Ut lippum pictae tabulae, fomenta podagrum. 
Auriculas citharae collecta sorde dolentes. 
Sincerum est nisi vas, quodcunque infundis, acescit. 
Sperne voluptates ; nocet emta dolore voluptas. 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 71 



XVI. 

AajSov fjLaOrja€co9, opO pigs' (3113X019 oXrjv 

rov vovv 7rpocra\j/a9, to re KaXov aiTevcrov Trpo(f)p(ov^ 

fjLTjTrcos' (T epcos tls rj (pOopos daKjj (f)pej^a9. 

tI, acofxa iraveLV avrl^ Ifieipcop voorov, 

jmeXXeLs p^areveiv (f)apixaK aXyovarj (ppevi ; 

(ppovelv de ToXfia^ tovto yiyvcDCFKOiv, on 

kpyoLCTLV ap)(r] y kari iraaiv rj/Jbtorv^ 

oartS' 8* CLP 6p0rj9 ava^oXr]v irpa^ecos <p^pjjy 

TTorapiOv irapeXOelv coaTrep aypocKOs fxepec' 

6 d ovdeif rjcracov ras poas kfXTra^ 7rpo\eL. 

Kat ixrjv Tis ov\i ^p7]jxaT(£>v ec^ieraL, 
Koi TrXovalas yvvaLKOs els Traldcop yovrjv^ 
apoTpoLS T apovpwv i^/iepcofxepcop irepi^ ; 
ovKOVv ra y apKOvvO LKapa toIctl aco(f)pocrLV ; 
ov yap, o-dcj) iaOc, ^p-qpcar ovre o-co/jLarc 
obvvas apvvei Kapra rov KeKTrj/xepov 
ovT ovv pepipLvas iroXvirovovs' rjv 5' av KaXcos 
Xp^o-Oat 6eXrj tls av Oeos Troprj, voaco 
ovSev ^vvelvac del vlv' (h yap r] ttoOov 
pLereaTLv rj (j)6l3ov tl, tolovtco yvai 
Tiv €ia(pepovo-tv rj^ovrjv vireprepav 
rjaTrep ypaipal XrjpcovTL koll (pcopal Xvpcov 
Tcp pur) kXvovtl pir}8ev ; ayyos yap KaKov 
vdcop pLLalvei Xapfjrpov' aXXa Kaprepec 
e(j) TjdopaLS aras, cuaTrep aXyvvel ^vvcop. 



n 



LYRA HELLENICA. 



XVII. 

HoR. Epist. I. 2, concluded. 

Semper avarus eget ; certum voto pete finem. 
Invidus alterius macrescit rebas opimis ; 
Invidia Siculi non invenere tyranni 
Majus tormentum. Qui non moderabitur irse, 
Infectum volet esse, dolor quod suaserit et mens, 
Dum poenas odio per vim festinat inulto. 
Ira furor brevis est : animum rege, qui, nisi paret, 
Imperat : hunc frenis, hunc tu compesce catena. 
Fingit equum tenera docilem cervice magister 
Ire viam qua monstret eques. Yenaticus, ex quo 
Tempore cervinam pellem latravit in aula, 
Militat in silvis catulus. Nunc adbibe puro 
Pectore verba, puer, nunc te melioribus offer. 
Quo semel est imbuta recens, servabit odorem 
Testa diu. Quod si cessas, aut strenuus anteis, 
Nee tardum opperior, nee praeeedentibus insto. 



PART ir. LYRA HELLENICA. 



XVII. 

U TroAA ^y(£iv tol ttoaa aet Xpy^^i crv o ev 
T€Xo9 (TKOTrei tl' X'^ (pOoi^ov Tp€(pcop del — 
G)v ovdei/ evpe ^aXapcs^ akyiov irore — 
(f)6LveL raxiLCFTa rov KaXco9 TrpaaaovT IScav, 
opyrjv raxys^ KaOetpyey jirj^ dovpat Slktjj/ 
fieXXcoi/y ra a epy dirpaKra ^ovXrjOfjs fiarrji/. 
iirei de fxavia Trpoacpepy^ opyrj ireXec, 
ra Trpcora OvpLov^ ocnrep rjv /jltj 800X09 y 
ap^€i Svaocaro^, iyKparcos^ KoXacrreov. 
7rcoXo9 yap cos* Tt9 lttttotov KaO rj8ovrjv 
veals eV Spacs €v\€pco9 dafxa^erac, 
(TKvXa^ de Orjpcov (T\rjp.aaLv irXaaTols veo9 ^ 
Orjpap Taxv9 ^vvrjK.ev' waavToos Se crVy*^ 
e(xi9 ed r]firj9 avoos ear aKTjparoi/, 
aoipoov X6yov9 epLTTLve^ xi>9 yvrpa KaXrjv 
oapirjv Xa^ovcra veoTTayrjg, Xoyovs del 
XpricTTOVs (f)vXa^eLs' fir) ^pa^elav ovv 6801/ 
firjo av Taxeiav epir , ewet ovo eyco ttot av 
erepov otco^aL/Ji , ovoe pLeLpaifx av ueXoov. 

^ These lines may be neatly varied, by introducing the 
phrase fxavddueiv €K fxifiTjfxdTiov. 



74 



LYRA HELLENICA, 



XVIII. 

" Saedanapalus," Act. v. (Myrrha loquitvr.) 

The day at last hath broken. What a night 

Hath ushered it ! How beautiful in heaven ! 

Though varied w^th a transitory storm : 

More beautiful in that variety ! 

Hov^ hideous upon earth ! where peace and hope, 

And love and revel in an hour were trampled 

By human passions to a human chaos, 

Not yet resolved to separate elements. — 

'Tis warring still ! And can the sun so rise, 

So bright, so rolling back the clouds into 

Vapours more lovely than the unclouded sky, 

With golden pinnacles and snowy mountains. 

And billows purpler than the Ocean's, making 

In heaven a glorious mockery of the earth. 

So like, we almost deem it permanent. 

So fleeting, we can scarcely call it aught 

Beyond a vision, — 'tis so transiently 

Scattered along the eternal vault ; and yet 

It dwells upon the soul, and soothes the soul. 

And blends itself into the soul, until 

Sunrise and sunset form the haunted epoch 

Of sorrow and of love, which they who mark not. 



PART II. LYRA IIKLLENICA. 75 



XVill. 

Oloi^ jjiev rjbr] vvktos" e^ ota9 irapa 
yevvrjOev rjfxap 6)^ Iv ovpavco koKov^ 
TToXhas S dfjiavpcctu XaiXaTroiv St aXXayas 
koXXlov avOis ^payeos iKXapnrei (jkotov. 
dXX olov TjXOe T0i9 Karco iSporols' pivcros' 
ol yap BiacTTpocpOLcnv bppwvres (ppeal 
yapav ajraaav KaXTrid* elprjvrjv S bpiov 
el? olov ovbels xcopiaaL iraXiv yao9 
Karoid*, epL^av ^vyyvaei TvavcoXeOpcp, 
dycov de /cat vvv ecrriv' dXXa rod yapiv 
OVTCO 7re(j)r]i'€P tjXlo^ ; kol ttcos pecpr] 
Kov(povs' dveTTTV^ els ar/xouy, oiairep pLarrjv 
dveipeXos' alOrjp els apaXXav epyeraL 
oprj pt(j)ol3oXa ypvaeas r aipcov ocKpaSy 
KOL TTopcpvpcorep Q^Keavov KXvdcovcay 
pLLpLrjpa yalas coar ev ovpavco Trocelv, 
TreiOetv 8e tov ^Xewovra TaXrjOrj ^Xeireiv. 
opLCos S* avco iroLKiXpa iroLrjaav I3pa)(y 
eTvecO* opiOLOv o'lyeraL (pavracrpiaTt, 
ovS a^Lov Ti KXrjbovos /SeXrlovos* 
KairoL ToS eiabvv -qirlais yj/vxv^ iBiats 
OeXKTrjpLOcai r evOews ^vvrr/Kerai, 
reXos de rols r epcocn koll XvirovpievoLS 
(J)lXov tl KTjXrjpi dvaroXal re Kal Svaecs 
(l)epovaLV. dXX' ocrovs ye ravra XavOavei, 



76 LYRA HELLENICA. 

Know not the realms, where those twin genii — 
Who chasten and who purify our hearts, 
So that we would not change their sweet rebukes 
For all the boisterous joys that ever shook 
The air with clamour— build the palaces 
Where their fond votaries repose and breathe 
Briefly ; but in that brief, cool calm inhale 
Enough of Heaven to enable them to bear 
The rest of common, heavy, human hours, 
And dream them through in placid sufferance ; 
Though seemingly employed like all the rest 
Of toiling breathers in allotted tasks 
Of pain or pleasure, two names for one feeling, 
Which our internal, restless agony 
Would vary in the sound, although the sense 
Escapes our highest efforts to be happy ! 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 77 

ovTOi /xeylarovs' Svo Oeovg, KoXda-jjiaatv 
ot rOiv cre^ovTOiv Kaphias acoTTjploL^ 
opOovaip, cocrre fxr] OeXeiv iraaav yapav^ 
oar] /3oaL9 ecretcrev ovpavov kvkXov^ 
Tcovd avTLbovvai y\ ovk Icracnp ovv ottov 
TOLCovSe pLoyOcov rjavxcos^ ^X^^^ <^0^ ^^^ 
di'a\lrv)(r]p p^LKpav p.ev avTapKrj 5 opLoas' 
o6ev TTvoals OelaLat 6eX^6evT€9 irovov 

TO XOLTTOV rj^r], KOLVOV dvOpCOTTCOV fidpo^, 

(j)€povTe9 rjp^pi 5 0)9 bvap (Slov povov, 
pLoXiara Kaprepovac' kol^ Xaov ^poroL^ 
dXXoLCTL TvparreLV tov9 reraypievovs irovov^^ 

eW rjboVTj^ ^OKOVCFLV €LT€ TTTjpLOVrjS' 

diTrXd yap ovtco^ ovopLar alaOrjo-tP pilav 
KaXovpi€P, Tjv Xoycp p.ev aXXaacreiv (piXel 
iraOr) (ppevwv olXtjktos, olXX epycp pLarrji/ 
iBlov aTO\at^opecr9' eKacrros oX^lov. 



LYRA HELLENICA. 

XIX. 

''The Slaves Dream,'' by Longfellow. 

Beside the uiigatliered rice he lay, 

His sickle in his hand ; 
His breast was bare, his matted hair 

Was buried in the sand : 
Again, in the mist and shadow of sleep, 

He saw his native land. 

AVide through the landscape of his dreams. 

The lordly Niger flowed ; 
Beneath the palm-trees on the plain, 

Once more a king he strode — 
And heard the tinkling caravans 

Descend the mountain road. 

He saw, once more, his dark-eyed queen, 

Among her children stand ; 
They clasped his neck, they kissed his cheeks, 

They held him by the hand ! 
A tear burst from the sleeper's lids, 

And fell into the sand. 

And then, at furious speed he rode 

Along the river's bank ; 
His bridle-reins were golden chains ; 

And, with a martial clank, 
At each leap he could feel his scabbard of steel 

Smitino; his courser's flank. 



PART II. LYRA HELLENICA. 



XIX. 

^repvov fxev evpv yvfivo^, ev de -kj/a/jifjilotS' 
TTjv aKTeviarov eV ttlvol^ Kpv^Otis Kopr]!^, 
Xaycov 6 8ovXo^ KOTTiSa Kaprepa X^P^^ 
€KeLT 6pv^7]s- eyyv^ dxj/avo-rov 6epov9. 
IvravO' edo^ep eKraOeh opap vttpov 
yaiav Trarpcoav eV bvo(f)OL9' KavOi^ iraXiv 
([)ol3at9 v(j) v-^rjXaL(Tt (poij/LKCov, ottov 
Tredicoj/ avacrcreL ttlopcou pieyaadeprjs' 
N/yei^oy, wy irapoiOe, iSaacXtKco warcp 
eoTTetx^ oLTTcoOei^ i/jLTropcov Trop/jrat^ paKpal^ 
opeta aw TepTTVolai kcoScovcop KporotS' 
KeXevO' aOpcDV repvovra^. epLiraXiv 8f kol 
avaaaav el^ev coy irapos' rols' (ptXraroiS' 
TEKJ/Oi^ ^vvovaav' coy 5e y kv ^o^ai^ vttvov 
yaipovTe^ rjaTra^ovro Trpoa^oXoL^ xepcoi' 
(f)LXr]paaLV re Kal Seprjs' TvepLTTrvxpus 
els '^'appov earaXa^ev €/c ^ctpay 8aKpv. 
eTreiT apeicov epirXeos (ppoprjparcoi' 
Ittttop dt bxOois iroTaplas XP^(^V^^^^9 
rax^i y\ro(l)ovvT09 KOvXeov XapcTrpov Spopco, 
aTrevaas oltto pvrrjpos e^coppyaaro. 



80 LYRA HELLENICA. 

XX. 

The same, continued. 

Before him, like a blood-red flag, 

The bright flamingoes flew ; 
From morn to night he followed their flight 

O'er plains where the tamarind grew, 
Till he saw the roofs of Caffre huts, 

And the ocean rose to view. 

At night he heard the lion roar, 

And the hyaena scream, 
And the river-horse, as he crush'd the reeds 

Beside some hidden stream ; 
And it passed like a glorious roll of drums, 

Through the triumph of his dream ! 

The forests, with their myriad tongues. 

Shouted of liberty ; 
And the blast of the desert cried aloud 

With a voice so wild and free. 
That he started in his sleep, and smiled 

At their tempestuous glee. 

He did not feel the driver's whip. 
Nor the burning heat of day ; 

For death had illumined the land of sleep, 
And his lifeless body lay 

A worn-out fetter, that the soul 
Had broken, and thrown away ! 



PART n. LYRA HELLENICA. 81 



XX. 

"OpveL9 S avco irdpoiOe (poiPtKOTrripovs^ 
TTVKvas (j)a\ayyas (pOLPLOV (papovs' Slkt]]/, 
8l al6epo9 Teivovra^^ aKa/idrcp (pvyfj 
eSof (XTT opOpov vvKTepcDV /xe^/jt aKorcov 
Tredca irepwv ^pvovra Oavpacrrrj^ (po^rjs' 
SicoKaOeip, ecoaTrep aXp^vpov craXov 
aKYjvas T iaeldep dyplcov KacpprjpLCou. 
rj S ad X60VT09 vvKra ^apv^po/mos' iBorj, 
l3orj 6^ valvrjs o^vcpcopo^, ev 0^ eXet 
KpvTTTm /S/atoy TroTapucov Ittttcdv \j/o(pos' 
TTVKV0V9 TrarovvTcov SovaKa^, ev (pavTaapLaaiv 
bveiparcov KoXoicri 7rpocr(f)€pr]S' KTVirco 
TrapTJXO' dpela^ opOtcp /3vp(Tr)9 nvl, 
(Popovfiei/cp Se iravra pivpLais vairrj 
yjXV^^ ^coz/ais' Tjpiepav iXevOepai/, 
yl/afJip.op d €prjp.rj9 irayKparri^ ttpot/ yOovo^ 
(pcoi^yj Siacrcrova oLypla vlv i^ vttvov 
rjyeipev evBovO , cocrre irpocreyeXa p^ivos 
eXevOepov yeyqOor dyaXivov ttvoyjs 
avOiS' de pLaariycDv vtt ovk ecpvala 
piecrrjpi^pLvwv re OaXTric^v^ iirel fitov 
yj^vxr) Sv(TOL(rTOV Odvarov di/TrjXXa^aro, 
prj^aaa 5' e^aXe acopiaros Ovtjtov TreSay, 

€K€LTO d 7]aV)(C0S^ TOT d\j/V)(09 V€Kp09' 



iJtgra ^tilmm< 



PART III. 



g2 



LYRA HELLENICA 



EXERCISE I. 

''Paradise Lost" B. III. L. 227. 

Father ! thy word is passed — Man shall find grace : 

And shall Grace not find means, that finds her way, 

The speediest of thy winged messengers, 

To visit all thy creatures, and to all 

Comes unprevented, unimplored, unsought ? 

Happy for man, so coming — he her aid 

Can never seek, once dead in sins and lost : 

Atonement for himself or offering meet, 

Indebted and undone, hath none to bring. 

Behold me then — me for him — life for life 

I offer — on 7ne let thine anger fall ! 

Account me man — I for his sake will leave 

Thy bosom, and this glory next to thee 

Freely put off, and for him lastly die 

Well-pleased : On me let Death wreak all his rage! 

Under his gloomy power I shall not long 

Lie vanquished : Thou hast given me to possess 

Life in myself for ever : by thee I live, 

Though now to Death I yield, and am his due, 

All that of me can die : yet, that debt paid. 

Thou wilt not leave me in the loathsome grave 

His prey, nor suffer my unspotted soul 

For ever with corruption there to dwell. 



PART III. LYRA HELLENICA. 85 

EXERCISE I. 

2l» ravO' viria^ov dr] irarep' ^poTolcFL de 
yapLS TrapearaC ttcos" yap ov)( odof xapts 
fita y av evpoL^ tcov (SpOTcop tjtls yivei 
iroipLOs ail Kavr^TrayyeXTOS irapa, 
€Kovcra T ov lyrovcrc avfiTrapaarareL ; 
Tph 0X18109 ^r)6' ovTvep C08' eTTLcrKOTrel' 
aira^ yap ei tl9, ovdei' wv ap^apriais, 
rjp.apTev avrrjs', ovk av i^evpoc ttoKlv' 
Xvo-Lv re irpoo-cpopav re Ovala^ 6e^ 
6vrjT09 y ocpeiXcou tl9 ttot eiiyoLT av rtveiv ; 
aXX* avT09 elp.L, kolvtI tov Ovyjtcov yevovs" 
eKow ifxavTov avTLTTOLva 8coo-op.aL, 
^Pyfl '^^ '^V ^V '^ovfJLOv dv6e^co Kapa. 
fjL0p(j)rjv S' eV dvSpos- pierafiaXovT ejxr]v (pvatVy 
Trdrep, irapacrxh rdaSe p! dpL^porov^ e^pas 
XiTTOVTa So^rjs' i^acpLO-racrOac to Trdv, 
7]v y avro9 e/c aov Sevrepos' Kvpcov e)(co, 
€K0VTa T, OVK oiKOVTa y% dvT dvdpcov Oavelv. 

6vp.0LT0 TolvVVy TjTLS' dyptcoTaTT], 

ip.o\ Si 6pyrj9 6avaT09, ov rt yap p,ev€C 

K€tvov ye drjpov Kelo-op^ac Sedp^rj/jLevo^, 

TOV ^fjv S eOr]Ka9 co iraTep pi ewrj^oXov 

avO^ cbv vTrecKOo vvv y eKcov, koll ^cov ^tl 

Oavelv 6(j)eLX(D, Ovtjtov ei tl y eW IpLov. 

OTav de Trjvde ^rjpcav avTOS TLVCOy 

ov St] av X€i\j/eL9 p!, cd vraTep, yj^vxpav Ta(j)ov 

dta(l)Oopav (SXeyj/ovTa, t7]v8 dKTjpaTOv 

'^v)(rjv ^vvoLKOv" A'ibi dvaTTjvov t aypav. 



LYRA HELLENICA. 



II. 

The same passage, continued. 

But I shall rise victorious, and subdue 
My vanquisher, spoiled of his vaunted spoil : 
Death his death-wound shall then receive, and stoop 
Inglorious, of his mortal sting disarmed. 
I through the ample air, in triumph high, 
Shall lead Hell captive, maugre Hell, and show 
The powers of darkness bound. Thou, at the sight 
Pleased, out of Heaven shall look down and smile, 
While by thee raised, I ruin all my foes. 
Death last, and with his carcass glut the grave : 
Then with the multitude of my redeemed 
Shall enter Heaven, long absent, and return, 
Father, to see thy face, wherein no cloud 
Of anger shall remain, but peace assured 
And reconcilement ; wrath shall be no more 
Thenceforth, but in thy presence joy entire. 



PART III. LYRA HELLENICA. 87 



11. 

Nlk7]S' fxev ovv TpoTTOi e\(ov rj^co ttoXlv 

aefxvos TptaKTTjp, avXa t dpOaLprjcreTaL 

a TTpoaO* eavXrjcr avT09, rjde Katpta. 

TrX-rj-yrj dafxaaOeh, Kevrpa r avr a(j)aLpe6eL9 

ra deLi'a, Oavaros KelcreraL Treacop ycifiaL. 

iyo) Se (Tepivov aWepo^ repivcov ttoXop 

6 iravra vlkcov/ K'iba decrpcoOePT Ibeiv 

aKOvra r a^co, tov9 re veprepov ctkotovs 

ev al)(piaX(OT0L9 Saipiova^ arrjcrco TreSai^. 

TOT evcfypai^el crv t avTOS' elaopcoi^, iraTepj 

iroXXfj Tad' epya aw xapa^ yepcriv t kyco 

Tois (rah eyep6el9j Toh t iptoh iweyyeXcoi/ 

eyOpolcTL QavaTOv vcTTaTOv dedpLrjpLevov 

Orjaco, OavovTOS crcopia t av dcocrco Ta(f)cp. 

7Tpo9 ovpavov he ^povLOs evayeh edpa9 

avT09 KaTeXOcov, ^vv S oaoL9 acoTrjp eyco 

7re(j)rjva, ttjv arjv oxj/Li' 6y\ropiea6' aei, 

6pyrj9 Se tt]9 'JTp\v ovdeu ocppvaLV vi(l)09 

Tals cralg eireaTai, (patdpa S* 6(j)6aXpoL9 ^Xiircov 

ear) veauaLV evpievrjs KaTaXXayah, 

opyrjs T apLeL\\reL9 Trj9 7rp\v epLireSoi' ^apdp. 



88 LYRA HELLENICA. 

III. 

Passage from " Samson Agonlstes." 

Man, 
Come, comej no time for lamentation now, 
Nor much more cause ; Samson hath quit himself 
Like Samson, and heroicly hath finished 
A life heroic ; on his enemies 

Fully revenged, hath left them years of mourning. 
And lamentation to the sons of Caphtor 
Through all Philistine bounds ; to Israel 
Honour hath left and freedom, let but them 
Find courage to lay hold on this occasion ; 
To himself and father's house eternal fame : 
And, which is best and happiest yet, all this 
With God not parted from him, as was feared. 
But favouring and assisting to the end. 
Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail 
Or knock the breast : no weakness, no contempt, 
Dispraise, or blame ; nothing but well and fair. 
And what may quiet us in a death so noble. 
Let us go find the body where it lies 
Soaked in his enemies' blood ; and from the stream 
With lavers pure, and cleansing herbs, wash off 
The clotted gore. 



PART Iir. LYRA HELLENICA. 89 



III. 

AevT' ov TL 6pr]vcov ovr odvp/jLarcoj^ aKfxrj' 
ovd* ead' b KXaucrer ' cos* irpeTrei ^a/n^ofi/ oSe 
fJioixV^ oirpearos yeyove^ kol Oavwv koKcds, 
riXos 5e Kapj\\ras kXiirev evKXecos' /Slop, 
i^Opoh Se TToAAofS" oX^eTat yoov9 Xcttcoi/, 
iroXvv T ap e\6poL9 KXavOpiov oi^^rai Xlttcov, 
irevOo^ re iraial Ka(f)Topo9, ^tXLo-rlas- 
yaias ocrot vaiovcnv €a\aT0vs opovs' 
rjplv de Tiprjs yrj^ t eXevOepay Xa\eLVy 
rjv firj TL9 6kpo9 deiXia KXeyj/r) (ppevas, 
Kac drj Trarpcpoi^ p.ovLp.ov iv do/xocs' /cAeW 
Treacov AeXotTre, ^vp.p.a)(€L r avrS Oeos, 
(o drj p^eyiaTOv Kepdo^,) €V(piXco9 r del 
(TCOTyp aeXTTTOS' eV reAos* Trapao-raTel. 
ov\ code KXavOpiOv Kaipos rj arevayp^arcov, 
ov (TTepv dpd^ac x^paiv' ov tl yap kukov 
SelXov t evecTTL XrjpLaros, Opacros S eTrrjv 
dp^epLTTTOv, olop ov TL9 OLV ^poTcov yj/eyoc' 
OVT ovv o prj T€p(l)Or]T dv ela-opai^, (j)[Xoc^ 
TTapecTTLv ovbev' Totyapovv arepyeiv Trpeirei 
Tovd* dvBpos d)d€ Keipievov p.aX eu/cAecos*. 
devp ovv Tt9, ^X^P^ ''"' odpLaroo-Tayrj (f)6p(p 
Lcov rdxy ovTvep eOavev, evprjcreLS' veKVv, 
dyvols T€ Xovrpois^ koI KaOapptacnv (piXocs" 
vdaT09 pLvdcoaa^ arayova^ eKpta^op X^P^' 



90 LYRA HELLENICA. 



IV. 

" The Water-Lilyr 

Burdened with a cureless sorrow 

Came I to the river deep, 
Weary, hopeless of the morrow, 

Seeking but a place to sleep : 
Sparkling onwards, full of gladness. 

Each sun-crested wavelet flew. 
Mocking my deep-hearted sadness, 

Till I sickened at the view. 
Then I left the sunshine golden. 

For the gloomy willow shade. 
Desolate and unbeholden, 

There my fainting limbs I laid. 
And I saw a water-lily 

Resting on its trembling bed. 
On the drifting waters chilly. 

With its petals white outspread. 
Pillowed there it lay securely, 

Moving with the moving wave, 
Up to heaven gazing purely. 

From the river's gloomy grave. 



PART III. LYRA HELLENICA. 91 



IV. 

"AAyoy (f)pep(2>v eacoO' avr]KecrTOv rp€(j)(ov 
KarrjXOov els peWpov tl, kol ttovco Kapcov 
aveXiTLS e^rjrrjaa baKpvcov tottov. 
6 d* av, yekcov (09^ Trorapios, evc^yiKrjs IBelv, 
(paLhpcdir eKVKXet vapiaO , oi eireyyeXcov 
KaKolcTLV^ (oar ISovra p eKaTrjvai (jypevcop. 
^vaas TOT avyas tJXloi/ t r/peLyjraprji/, 
pi6po9 KaOipircov (prjyivrjv vtto crKidv^ 
XaOpoLOS' eXOcov' kolt eKel irapeipievos 
eKXipa KcoXcov aOXiov (Sapos xapai, 
eldov T kir aKpov XeiTTov o'lSpaTos Kpivov 
TpopepaL9 ev evvals paXOaKws KaTaKXtOev, 
TreTciXcop re KoiXXos cocnrep i^ vypov Td(pov 
ejSXeyj/ eV aWip evpvv opcpaaLV (j)lXot9. 



92 LYRA HELLENICA. 



V. 

The same, continued. 

As I looked, a burst of glory 

Fell upon the snowy flower, 
And the lessoned allegory 

Learned I in that blessed hour : — 
Thus does Faith, divine, indwelling, 

Bear the soul o'er life's cold stream, 
Though the gloomy billows swelling 

Evermore still darker seem. 
Yet the treasure never sinketh, 

Though the waves around it roll. 
And the moisture that it drinketh. 

Nurtures, purifies the soul. 
Thus, aye looking up to Heaven, 

Should the white and calm soul be. 
Gladden in the sunshine given. 

Nor from the clouds shrink fearfully. 
So I turned, my weak heart strengthened, 

Patiently to bear my woe. 
Praying, as the sorrow lengthened. 

My endurance too might grow. 
And my earnest heart beseeching. 

Charmed away the sense of pain, 
So the Lily's silent teaching 

Was not given to me in vain. 



PART II] 



LYRA HELLENICA. 93 



Y. 



e(f) ayvov avOos i^virepOei' IjJLirLTVov' 
Kcu dr) Karelbov 6\j/€ vovOeTOVfjievo^ 
rrjv TvlaTLV, ola dcopoi' au^pOTOv Oeov 
virep OaKdorarj^ aypLcorarT]^ (Stov, 
•^v^ov^ T drepTTovs' kcu SvcttjXlov ctkotov, 
(j)pepcop €V0LK09, paara rrjv y\/v)(rjv (pepeL. 
KCU brj 6veXXrj9 beivov oldovarj^, (jKacjyos 
ttXovtov yepacrOev ou8apico9 irovrL^eraL' 
KprjVT] T , a(j) Tjairep yXvKepop eKTrtvei yapo^y 
yj/vxV^ K^oiOaLpeL kcu Tpe(j)eL KaO' r]p€pav. 
ovTCo S ap ayvov ovpavov \j^v)0 rode 
Xalpovaa (peyyo^ elalBXeTreiv ^L^daKerai^ 
evTjXlocs' T avyalai repcpOTjvat l3lov, 
TO avvve(j)€S' re p.rjdafxws oKvelv irore. 
avT09 8 kOapaovv kol to KapTepov (ppevo9 
Xa^cov, Ta detva rod /Stov (pepetv eTXrjv, 
iinjvxopTjv T€, jjieL^ov r]v dXyo9 Kvpfj, 
€KOvO VTTOLaeiv TOvp,ov evToXficos' p.epo9. 
XiTacs' T€ Srjpov Xtwapcov TratcovLOLS 
TO detvov d)(6o9 e^eK-qXrjOrjv (ppevcov, 

TToXXrjV T€ KapTa, K€pSo9 01) ap^LKpOV, KaKOL 

(TTepyeiv Scda-x^Bel.^, olSa tco Kplvco ^apiv. 



94 LYRA HELLENICA. 



VI. 

Passage fro7)i Milton's " Comus.'' 

I'll tell ye ; 'tis not vain or fabulous 
(Though so esteemed by shallow ignorance) 
What the sage poets, taught by the heavenly Muse, 
Storied of old, in high immortal verse, 
Of dire chimseras, and enchanted isles. 
And rifted rocks, whose entrance leads to Hell : 
For such there be ; but unbelief is blind. 
Within the navel of this hideous wood, 
Immured in cypress shades a sorcerer dwells. 
Of Bacchus and of Circe born, great Comus, 
Deep skilled in all his mother's witcheries ; 
And here to every thirsty wanderer 
By sly enticement gives his baneful cup. 
With many murmurs mixed, whose pleasing poison 
The visage quite transforms of him that drinks, 
And the inglorious likeness of a beast 
Fixes instead, unmoulding reason's mintage 
Charactered in the face. 



PART Iir. LYRA HELLENICA. 95 



VI. 

OvTOL juLaraiop ovSe /ulvOooSt] Xoyop, 
ayvo^ra d ayvoovcn Ka\j/ev8r) Xeyco. 
M.ovacoi' yap ayvodv eKbiBa^Oevres Trore 
e^Tj^ov vfxvoLS dfi^poTOiaLi' ol TraXat 
SaKT) ^LfJLaLpwv^ Koi Toix OLV SeLfov^ kXvtcov 
viqacav evoLKOvs ov Kar avOpcoTTOv (fyvcrip, 
KotXcoTra r dy/uicov crrojuita, YIXovtcovo9 irvXa^' 
epycp raS ecmv, ov)( bpa 8 dTriarla. 

ev 6fji(f)aXcp yap rrjcrde rrjs' dvarjXlov 
vairrj^, fxayo9 res' (pvXXadcop bp(j)vrjv ^x^c, 
KVirapiacnvov <TK7]Prj/iia' rov Se Ba/c^/o) 
€TLKTe J^lpKr], jJirjTpos' elSoT ev T4\va9. 
r]v yap tl9 iXOcop SLyj/la yXcoaarj Kap^rj, 
TOVTCp KaKwv Kparrjpa iropGwei SoXcoi', 
Kcu TToXX' eTradcoi', rjdopals' OeXKTrjpLOL9 
Xpoias perelSaXe KdXXo9, oarts dv Trlr), 
iK T opp^arcop rjXeiyj/e rrjv (ppevcov ypacpt]!/, 
elKco )(apa^a9 Orjpo9 alayjarr^v Ibelv. 



96 LYRA HELLENICA, 



VIL 

Byron's " Lara,'' C. II. St. 16. 

Day glimmers on the dying and the dead, 
The cloven cuirass and the helmless head ; 
The warhorse masterless is on the earth, 
And that last gasp hath burst his bloody girth : 
And near, yet quivering with v^^hat life remained. 
The heel that urged him and the hand that reined : 
And some too near that rolling torrent lie. 
Whose waters mock the lip of those that die ; 
That panting thirst which scorches in the breath 
Of those that die the soldier's fiery death. 
In vain impels the burning mouth to crave 
One drop, the last — to cool it for the grave ; 
With feeble and convulsive effort swept, 
Their limbs along the crimsoned turf have crept ; 
The faint remains of life such struggles waste. 
But yet they reach the stream, and bend to taste ; 
They feel its freshness, and almost partake — 
Why pause ? — No further thirst have they to slake. 
It is unquenched, and yet they feel it not — 
It was an agony, but now forgot ! 



PART III. LYRA HELLENICA. 97 



VII. 

Kai 87] OavovTcov koll Oavovfxivcov virep 
reXXova eco9 7r€(f)7]P€, kou rerprnxevovs 
OcopaKa9 elcropa re TrrjXrfKCoif eKei 
/jLercoTra yvpLvcoOevra' kou yapiaLTreTrjs 
ov)( els* a(j)a8acr/iJL<5 Oavacrlp^cp Ovfiov pivo9, 
(f)aXap(ov payevTCDV^ Iltttto^ eKTTPecou Kvpel. 
TreXay S ap tTnrevs' rjp.iOvrj^ Kecrai (j)iXa 
Trpos' Kevrpa kcoXov X^^P^ '^* eKradels' erC 
7roXX(ov re peWpov ap^LKeLpievcov yavo9 
^r]poL9 p^eyalpet arop^aal res' ^aipLcov KaKO^. 
\eiXri re deuvov ^ooirvpel Slyj/o^, irvpl 
coairep papaivov, tols" pocxV TreTrrcoKoori. 
p^aTTjv re Kprji^rjs evpevov9 TVoOel arop^a 
TTvpcoOev^ tJtls' vcrrarr/p y dpayj/vxv^ 
TVp/3(p irapacrxn' Oavaa[pLOL9 re tl9 p^arrji/ 
(TiracrpoLa-LV eXKCop kcoX e(f) aipLaroppvTOv 
X0ovo9y TO XoLTTov la^vo^ (TKeSa pLevo9, 
vSaT09 7reXaa0€i9 koll crxebov Qiyo^v \^pL 
(jaLV€L a(j)e yap to '^v^pov' aXX ov TrieTat 
TTaXiv y 6 TXr]p.a>Py ovt€ Styj/rjo'eL vroTe. 
otya oe Tray, OLycoi' o er ovk eTrrjcrueTO 
(J7racrpi09 5 eVaXyj/eif apTt koll dLoi)(€TaL. 



98 LYRA HELLENICA. 

VIII. 

" The Dial of Flowers,'''' hy Mus. Hemans. 

'Twas a lovely thought to mark the hours, 

As they floated in light away, 
By the opening and the folding flowers 

That laugh to the Summer's day. 

Thus had each moment its own rich hue. 

And its graceful cup and bell, 
In wliose coloured vase might sleep the dew, 

Like a pearl in an ocean-shell. 

To such sweet signs might the time have flowed 

In a golden current on, 
Ere from the garden, man's flrst abode. 

The glorious guests were gone. 

So might the days have been brightly told — . 

Those days of song and dreams — 
When the shepherds gathered their flocks of old 

By the blue Arcadian streams. 

So in those isles of delight that rest 

Far off in a breezeless main, 
Which many a bark with a weary guest 

Has sought, but still in vain. 

Yet is not Life in its real flight 
Marked thus, even thus, on earth. 

By the closing of one hope's delight. 
And another's gentle birth ? 

O ! let us live so that, flower by flower 

Shutting in turn may leave 
A lingerer still for the sunset hour, 

A charm for the shaded eve. 



PART III. LYRA HELLENICA. 99 

VIII. 

'H Kapra avperos' ocrTtg avOea-tv irore 
T0I9 KaXXL(f)vXXoLs \p(i)fJievo9 KaO T^fiepap 
7rpov(prjV€ TTpcoTOS' Ta)(V7ro8coi' wpcov dpop^ov. 
KaXXo9 0' eKOLO-TTj Kev)(api9 X/Oo/ct? ^a^rj 
VTTrjpyey kol KvireXXa, KevKVKXos' KoiXv^, 
ev fj KaOevdovcr al Spoaoc, KaOco9 ttots 
6 pLapyapiTrj^ aAtoy eV Koyyco tlvl, 

Xft> xp^^^4^^y7v^ ^^^ '^^^ '^^x ^^ xp^^^^ 

(pevycov aireppeLy irp^v rov aOavarov 6eov 
KYjirov TTOT av^pcov evKXer) ^vi^coptda 
Trpoyovov9 re TravTcov KaraXtTrelp aXcdpievovs. 
TToXXoL b av ovrcj09 rjfxepa9 eTrepiraaav 
ol TrpocrOev r]p.cov Apicade^, Travrjpepov 
Tep(f)6evTes cpSal^ €vXvpOL£, (jyiXy Trapa 
ox%j irarpcpodv Troipvlcov eTnardraL' 
vr]cr(ov r evoLKOL tcov TrepcppvTCoi/y hcrat 
evdovat wavTO^, cocrTrep r] <paTi,9 Kparel, 
av-qvepoL xeipcovo^' as tcov vav^arwv 
ovK els TLS, dXXa pvptoi^ ttoXXS irovco 
^rjTOVvres ovttoO' evpov. chSe B' av SoKeiv 
evypcoar ex^t ttcos o-qpaO^ dvOpcDTTCov ^ios. 
rj pep yap eXttls ^fj re, kou p68ov rpoiTOv 
Kelrai Treaovaa, Kal veav TLKret ttoXlv. 
vvv S code KULpos ^jji' Iv eXTrldcov irapv 
yj/evo-Oetatp eXTrts ecrirepas pad Trapfj, 
rjTts fiiov bvvovTOs €v(ppap€L reXos 
^vvovcra, vvKra 7rp\v poXeiv Travvardrrjv. 

H 2 ; . 



100 LYRA ilELLENICA. 



IX. 

Bykon's *' Corsair,'' C. I. St. 16. 

From crag to crag descending swiftly sped 

Stern Conrad down, nor once he turned his head; 

But shrunk whene'er the windings of his way 

Forced on his eye what he would not survey, 

His lone but lovely dwelling on the steep, 

That hailed him first when homeward from the deep ; 

And she — the dim and melancholy star, 

Whose ray of beauty reached him from afar, — 

On her he must not gaze, he must not think, 

There he might rest, but on Destruction's brink : 

Yet once almost he stopped, and nearly gave 

His fate to chance, his projects to the wave : 

But no ! — it must not be — a worthy chief 

May melt, but not betray to woman's grief. 

He sees his bark— he notes how fair the wind, 

And sternly gathers all his might of mind : 

Again he hurries on, and as he hears 

The clang of tumult vibrate on his ears. 

The busy sounds, the bustle of the shore, 

The shout; the signal, and the dashing oar, 

As marks his eye the sea-boy on the mast, 

The anchors rise, the sails unfurling fast, 

'J'he waving kerchiefs of the crowd that urge 

That mute adieu to those that stem the surge ; 

And, more than all, his blood-red flag aloft. 

He marvelled how his heart could seem so soft. 



PART III. LYRA HRLLENICA. 101 

IX. 

Tor ovv Kar aKpwv avv Ta)(€L Koi/Sapcos' 
(TTvyvos KaTTjXOev^ ovO' v7reaTp€\j/ei/ Kapa' 
e(f)pL^e S av pecraicnv iv Kapircds oSov 
Locov a 07] /jloac9 y olv ecaopav eTArj^ 
(TTeya9 r eprjpovs' kol dop.ovs' eTrrj parous, 
Toh OLKad oppiicraaLV evaXiov irXarrjv 
vavrais Karoirrov aajJievoLcn^ kol Kopav 
Keivrjv, O7rco9 tlp aarep rj/uLavpcopei^oi^, 
(fycos' paXOaKov ^aXXovaav aKTLVCDV irpoaco' 
iroOel 8e i'vp(j)r]S' oppaaLV 7raXLVTpo7roL9 
parrjv (TTOxaaOels' (hde irov tco Svapopo) 
(TTavTos T oXeOpov TrXrjcrLOv peivat irapa' 
Ta)( av S eTvavcrOrj rrj^ oSov, kol tj) tv^yj 
pe6ei9 to peXXov o'tdpao-tv r airo^evoi^ 
aTreLTT av avro^' res' 8' avrjp vvpcprjs' (f)p€va 
epcoTL drjxOel^ avrov av irpobovs tv^ol ; 
TOtavra (jxjovcovy irvevpa r ovptov fiXeireL^ 
6paao9 T iyelpcov rrjXoOev rrjv vavv opa, 
KOLT av6L9 aaaei^ Kal kXovov^ aaTrio'TOpa^ 
KeXadov r iv coa) Kal iSor/v TrapaKTtov, 
Oopv^ov KeXevarcov Kal irXarcov evyperp^cov 
kXv€l yeyrjOco^' Kal toO* larov av jBXeTret 
apOevra XevKcov 6^ larlcov avaiTTvya^, 
oyXov re aLyfj rovy (J)lXovs' ev)(ouo-L re 
vavra^ irpoTrepiTOVT olpLOv evaXiOv irepav^ 
Kal arjp virepOev al par ovv' 18ovtl de 
Oavp r)v, bOovve^ cod' iOrjXvvOr) Keap. 



102 



LYRA HELLENICA. 



X. 

•* No more" 



*' No more !" O ! what unuttered grief 

Dwells in those chill, prophetic words ! 
The tomb of every warm belief, 

They strike upon the heart's deep chords, 
Like the faint warning of a dream — 

The shadows from some mystic shore. 
Where jewels flash — where roses gleam — 

We hear the wailing tones — ^' No more !" 
'' No more !" The summer founts may throw 

Their music on the air ; 
The sunset lend its opal glow 

To skies that seemed before so fair — 
And such a flood of liquid light 

May rest on mount and sea and shore. 
As bathed old Ida's classic height ; — 

Yet some low voice shall say, '' No more !" 
*' No more 1" Throughout the boundless earth 

They blend with Hope's fallacious dream ; 
They echo through the haunts of mirth, 

A whisper of the Past they seem : 
Who hath not heard, 'mid light and song, 

'Mid pageantry and pride and power. 
Those spirit-voices round him throng, 

That mock the glitt'ring festal hour ? 



PART III. LYRA HELLENICA. 103 



X. 

1 eAoy TvapeaTLv. aAyos" (09 rjor] fieya 
Tov OeaTTLcpSa ravr kirrj kXvovt €)(€l, 
TVfxj^os yap 0)9 tls rrj? vea^ovarj^ (j)pevo9, 
KpvTTreL TO Oeppiov' 6)s t ipv7rvL(ov doKac, 
irapecTTL vovOerovvra plvcttlktJ^ diro 
(j)apei>Ta yaias, ov ttoXvs' ttXovtov Xl/ultji^ 
avOrj T efSXaarep' cod aKOVOfxev raSe, 
'^ TeXo9 TrapeaTL.** rod Oepovs Trrjyal yXvKvv 
leccTL BovTTOv, tjXlov re TroLKiXacs' 
dvpopro9 avyai9 aepivos ovpavos (j)Xey€c, 
vypov re (peyyo9 eairepos TTpoaco CFKeba 
^ovvcov T EK aKpoc9 KCLi TTapaKTLCp aaXcp, 
olktIctlv axTTrep ^XrjOei/ ^Idatop XeVay. 
aAA ovv TeXos irapear ev coai tls poa. 
" reXo^ Trapeanr ravr a (pev ra Xvyp eirrj 
e(j)ev(TpievaLaLV eXiriaLV ^vpcpd* ael 
Traarj^ eir alas evrv^ovcnv kv do/lots' 
fifrjfxrji/ iyelpei rod irapeXOovTOS xpovov, 
TL9 yap TTOT ovK r]KOvcre XafXTradcop vtto 
dofJLOv yeXcopT09, evXvpcov 6 vpivcov ore 
dpxaco7rXovTOL9 ev areyaLS rj^ei fxeXo^, 
TOiavTa (pcopelv baipiovcov KaKCov riva 
eireyyeXcovTa dacros' evdeiirvov X^P?- 



104 LYRA HELLENICA. 



XL 

The same passage, continued. 

The heart is but a wasting mine — 

An altar for some idol kept, 
Till o'er the desecrated shrine 

The stormgust hath too rudely swept, 
A pedestal too wildly placed. 

Flooded by^ every passing wave — 
Recording vows so soon eiFaced — 

A temple reared upon the grave ! 
The pestworm feeds upon the rose — 

The violet bears no deathless bloom ; 
What tints our morning skies disclose \ 

What darkness lingers round the tomb ! 
What memories of buried love — 

What earnest tones for ever fled — 
What yearnings for the world above — 

What lonely vigils with the dead I 
*' Our dead !" Can such a voice arise 

In rebel-grief upon the air ? 
The hosts that fill th' eternal skies, 

What can they know of war or care ? 
" Our dead !" O ! who shall say, '' Our dead !" ? 

Released from this dark charnel-shore. 
Hath not th' immortal spirit fled, 

To live, where Time shall be no more ? 



PART III. LYRA HELLENICA. 105 



XI. 

'Hy Ti9 Karcopv^ KapSla pLapaiverai 
^cofxo^ TL9 rjd ayaX/jia ^aLiJL0V09 kevov^ 
o St] OveXXrjS' Xa^pov apTrd^ec pevos 
beLVOV j^pepovarj9' crrvXo? (h^ aAos* p^crco 
kXvScopl, ttoXXS Seij/a ^eLpLaaOels craXco. 
0€i} (j)€v' eK€L Se res' ttot cc^l av pvrjpr)^ ypdcjyo 
TL9 vaov av GTrjaaLTO rrfs Ta(j)T]9 virep ; 
aKcoXrjKol3pcoTOif pev po^ov papaiverai, 
papaiverai Be Xelpi ' evipeyyes' (Texas' 
ecos oLOccxTLV, KaL ovo(p09 ovaovT e\eL 
Tov ^ol^ov. 7] TLS ovK epcoT €y\revcrpevop 
KXaiet, (plXovs re Svarvx^os oXcoXoras ; 
ravT ovv SidacrKeL rcoi/ Oecov eSpas TToOelv, 
Kol Tcop OavovTCov drJT dypvirvrjaaL racpco. 
Tjpcov p,€P ol Oavovres. r) tl9 coS epel 
yXcoacrj] paTatos ; oaris eV xpvaals Atos 
avXaicFL patet, rcovBe ircos 'ISpis KaKcov ; 
rjpcdv pev ol Oavovres ; rj tl9 ovk epel 
Twvb eK Kve(l)aLcop dcoparcop eXevOepaVy 
^Lov Trepcoaai/, ovKeri y^v^v pceveLv, 



106 LYRA HELLENICA. 



XII. 

From " Prometheus' in Ctcero's Disput. Tuscul. 
B. 11. Ch. 10. 

Titaiium suboles, socia nostri sanguinis, 
Generata coelo, aspicite religatum asperis 
Vinctumque saxis ; navem ut horrisono freto 
Noctem paventes timidi adnectunt navitae, 
Saturnius me sic infixit Juppiter ; 
Jovisque numen Mulcibri adscivit manus. — 
Hos ille cuneos fabrica crudeli inserens, 
Perrupit artus ; qua miser sollertia 
Transverberatus, castrum hoc furiarum incolo. 
Jam tertio me quo que funesto die, 
Tristi advolatu, aduncis lacerans unguibus 
Jovis satelles pastu dilaniat fero. 
Tum, jecore opimo farta et satiata affatim, 
Clangorem fundit vastum, et, sublime avolans, 
Pinnata cauda nostrum adulat sanguinem. 



PART III. LYRA HELLENICA. 107 



XII. 

'O T(^d ofxatfiop al/j.a, TiTavcDv yevo9, 
aOdvarov, ovpavov^ov, eloropare fie 
TrerpataL irpoaiTopTraTOv eV TreSapaloL^' 
OaXacraoTrXayKTOv cos tls els opfiov aKa(f)os 
vavTTjs edrjcre TreiafiaaLVy vvktos (po/Sco, 
ovTCo fjL edrjcre ttols Y^povov TraXacyevovs^ 
OeXrj/Jia S* e^eTvpa^ev 'H^a/crrou /3ia 
TO Atoz/' rjTOL a(l)T]i/os avOadri yvaOov 
oofi(^ 6ev(Dv paiarrjpLy Staropop defias 
XjKL^eT avTOs' rod d* iyco rXrjixcov re^vais 
(ppovpau airapa^Oels cod YipLVvcov e)((o, 
Kot dr) rpLTOLOs Zrjpos 6 ttttjpos kvcoi/, 
TTCoTTjfx airevKTOv, alfiaTOs ^e^pcopievos^ 
KapfiTTols ovv^L Tovpiov aLKL^et 5e/xas'. 
KeXaLvo^pcDTOv ff rjirap eKOocvcov, Tvpocrco 
TrrepOLS epeacrei, kovk drep poi^dov tlvos 
cr(j)ayr]s TrrepojTOs yeverai veoppvrov. 



108 LYRA HELLENICA. 

XIII. 

" The Death-day of Korner,'' by Mrs. Hemans. 

A song for the death-day of the brave, 

A song of pride ! 
The youth went down to a hero's grave 

With the sword his bride. 
He went with his noble heart unworn 

And pure and high — 
An eagle stooping from clouds of Morn 

Only to die ! 
He went with his lyre, whose lofty tone 

Beneath his hand 
Had thrilled to the name of his God alone 

And his Fatherland. 
And with all his glorious feelings yet 

In their first glow. 
Like a southern stream that no frost hath met 

To chain its flow. 
He hath left a voice in his trumpet-lays 

To turn the flight, 
And a guiding spirit for after-days 

Like a watch-fire's light. 
And a grief in his father's soul to rest 

Midst all high thought. 
And a memory unto his mother's breast 

With healing fraught, 
And a name and fame above the blight 

Of earthly breath — 
Beautiful — beautiful and bright 

In Life and Death ! 



PART III. LYRA HELLENICA. 109 



XIII. 

vfivetTe' Trals' yap ovfxo9, cvkXeco^ 6av(!)v, 

KOT a^iav^ yevvaiov^ elXrjyev Td(poi', 

Kol TO ^1^09 ^vvevvov ev TV/mlScp (pepec. 

Ovpiov T dreipT] kol /utaX evyepr] rpeipcop 

ayvov 6\ bp^olos rco A^os* Trrrjvcd kvvl, 

09 drJT oMeLTTcov aWep09 refJiveL 7rXdKa9, 

Oavcov 7re(f)avTaL' kol ra^ olv tv^JQ tlvl 

rd (jepiva^ rov9 6eov9 re Trjv 0* aurov irarpav^ 

rjeiS' av^ dyvfj TrJ9 Xvpa9 Oiycdv X^P^- 

KeLTat de, Ov/jlov Oovpiov iievo9 irvecop* 

ov yap Kpvet ttco KapSla ^vvLcrTaro^ 

0)9 vdpa Oepfjiop ov n ^eZ/xaros* vl^et 

viraiOpLOv decTfjicoOep, rj ^VP^ irdycp. 

avT09 ^6, rrj craXiviyyi x/oco/xe^'os* ttote, 

VLKrj9 KaXov Traidva KaraXiTTcov ex^h 

09 drjra, (j)pvKT09 co9 tl9 op(f)valo9 (f)aveL9, 

ev vovOeTTjcrei tov9 peOvarepov TTore. 

Xlttwv b oTTLcrOev kpirebov 7rivOo9 irarpX 

v\j/r}Xa St] (fypoi/ovpTL, (ppovdo9 otx^rai, 

KOLL pjJTpl pvrjprjV TCOV KOXCOV TVaLCOVLOV' 

Kou ^covO^ 6pOLC09 Kal KaXo)9 Oavovra vlv 
T0I9 Trdcr dpepiTTOv eV (3poTOL9 pei/ec kX€09. 



110 LYRA HELLENICA. 

XIV. 

" The Songs of our Fathers,'' by Mrs. Hemans. 

Sing them upon the sunny hills, 

When days are long and bright, 
And the blue gleam of shining rills 

Is loveliest to the sight ! 
Sing them along the misty moor, 

Where ancient hunters roved. 
And swell them through the torrent's roar, 

The songs our Fathers loved ! 

The songs their souls rejoiced to hear, 

When harps were in the hall, 
And each proud note made lance and spear 

Thrill on the bannered wall ; 
The songs that through our valleys green, 

Sent on from age to age, 
Like his own river's voice have been 

The peasant's heritage. 

The reaper sings them when the vale 

Is filled with plumy sheaves ; 
The woodman, by the starlight pale, 

Cheered homeward through the leaves ; 
And unto them the glancing oars 

A joyous measure keep, 
Where the dark rocks, that crest our shores. 

Dash back the foaming deep. 



PART III. LYRA HELLENICA. Ill 



XIV. 

^YfJLvelre /Sovpol^ fxovaav eV TrpoarjXiOL^ 
ydrj fxeaovvTOS rjpo9y evr rjfxap irdpa 
TO KaXXlcpeyye^, pevpiaTCov re [xvpLCdv 
(j)atdpa ^XeTTOPTOS' o/ipar evcfypalpec \apL9' 
vpLvelr 6fXL)(XaLS' ev piaais virep Xocjycov, 
oTTOf dtcoKetv 6r)pa9 r}v vop.09 TTore, 
Kol vvv (Bpep^ovcTL dewa yelfxappoL poalj 
fxovorav TrarpcpOL^ o^criv €v(J)lXt] KXveiv. 
Kol TTJade yap yalpovTe^ 7]K0vaav TraXai 
ol TTpocrO kv avXais Trarepes", eixpcopcoif ore 
Tf^rjo-e dco/maO' vtto pieXchv, toI)(ol 0' oirXot^ 
XoyyaL9 re TroXXals' crripacrLv r r](TKr]p.evoL. 
av yap d€)(op.€P09 aXXo9 e^ aXXov kXvyj 
y\(opcov evoLKOs rcoi'de tcov ^rjacrcoi/y (jytXei 
Trarpia yevecrOat, pevf-iarcov elcoOorcop 
oV rj ^vvr)6rj9 yrjpvs (hcrlv epiTLTvei. 
Ka\ T-qvb aypOLK09 olde p^ovaav evOepel 
/meXXcop OepL^etv ^avOov kv ^rjacrrj Oepo9, 
0(TTL9 u VTT acTTpcov oiKao 6^ aypcov TTOOa 
^ypolatif kv (f)vXXotaLV a\j/oppov vkpurj, 
Kcu p avrlp^oXwov rfjde vavTiXos TrXarrj 
rjxel /xeAos* crvvavXov, evKprjpvcov ottov 
(TKOTreXcov virepOev aKpa reiveraL Trpocrco, 
bv(T)(eLiJi€pov cr\L^ovTa Kvpdrcov d(j)pov. 



11^ LYRA HELLENICA. 



XV. 

The same, continued. 

So let it be ! — A light they shed 

O'er each old fount and grove ; 
A memory of the gentle dead, 

A lingering spell of love. 
Murmuring the names of mighty men, 

They bid our streams roll on, 
And link high thoughts to every glen. 

Where valiant deeds were done. 
Teach them your children round the hearth. 

When evening-fires burn clear, 
And in the fields of harvest-mirth. 

And on the hills of deer : 
So shall each unforgotten word. 

When far those loved ones roam. 
Call back the hearts which once it stirred. 

To Childhood's holy home. 
The greenwoods of their native land 

Shall whisper in the strain. 
The voices of their household band 

Shall breathe their names again ; 
The heathery heights in vision rise, 

Where, like the stag, they roved — 
Sing to your sons those melodies, 

The songs your fathers loved ! 



PART III. LYRA HELLENICA. 



XV. 



OvTco yevoLTO' ravra yap fjLeXrj (pao9 
Kpovvoi(TLV ayvov koL vaTret Svar^Xico, 
ixvrjixrjv r iyelpec rcov waXai TeOvrjKorcDV 
epcoTa T epp.4vovTa' roLyapovp raSe 
fjieXrj KeXevet pevpaO cos* to irplp peelv^ 
epycop T€ do^av evKXecov iKcrco^erac 
r) ravT idovaa kcll reOpappivr] TrdrpLS. 
T0V9 TraiSa^ ovv ravr , aifSpe^y eKdcSacTKeTe 
€(f)eaTLOt(TLV eV dopoL9 KaOrjpevoL, 
iif T evOepel XeupcovL, kol /3ovpol9 eTrt 
OrjpcovTes aypav, code yap pdrac €7rr] 
Ka\ 8t] rvxy pLCpOevra, (fyiXraTODV raya 
pLViqpxiv OLTrovTCoif IpLiroLOvvT , dXcopevov9, 
(jyOoyyos" ^vvrjOrj^^ oiKad* elad^ei ttolXlv. 
Kal 8rj Trarpcpcop e/c dpvcoi/ j^pa-)(e1a tl9 
(j)(ovr) ^vvcpbos aaerai, Kd^ecrTLCov 
SojJLCov kvoLKOL Tovpo/JL evSaTOvpevoi 
evBo^ov vpvrjaovai' Kal Trdyovs aKpovs 
PXexj/ovo-LV av0L9, ov ttot epirXavcop^evoL 
ewailoi^' v/jiif€LT ovv fieXr) ra ^iXraTa 
a Ta9 irarpcoas i^eKrjXrjcreif (f)peva9» 



U4 LYRA HELLENICA. 



XVI. 

" The American Forest Girl,"" by Mes. Hemans. 

Wildly and mournfully the Indian drum 

On the deep hush of moonlight forests broke — 
*' Sing us a death-song, for thine hour is come !" 

So the red warriors to their captive spoke. 
Still, and amidst those dusky forms alone, 

A youth, a fair-haired youth of England, stood 
Like a king's son ; though from his cheek had flown 

The mantling crimson of the Island blood. 
And his pressed lips looked marble. Fiercely bright. 
And high around him, blazed the fires of night,. 
Rocking beneath the cedars to and fro, 
As the wind passed, and with a fitful glow 
Lighting the victim's face ; but who could tell 
Of what within his secret heart befell, 
Known but to Heaven that hour ? Perchance a thought 
Of his far home, then so intensely wrought. 
That its full image, pictured to his eye 
On the dark ground of mortal agony, 
B>ose clear as day ! 



PART III. LYRA HELLENICA. 115 



XVI. 

^IpScoi/ de Xvypa rvfXTrdvcov apdyixara 
KLvel ^apvj^poixcp drj tot e^alcpvrjs ktvitco 
jxrjvrjs VTT avyas' cny e^ov (po^r]v vairo^. 
epvOpol S dptaTels' becrfxico p^eXyj/^at Taya 
(Dpa9 7rapov(T7]S' Oavaaipovs rjvdcop yoov?' 
0VT09 8e^ TrpoacdeLV AyyXtKos^ veavia^^ 
Iv^ols aTpecFTOs eV pecroLs peXay^ipoLs 
ecTTT] piovosy Tvpavvos COS", Idelv Trpeircov^ 
TTvpcrriv 8 bp.cos' XeXoiTre TraTpLOv alpa Srj 
TrapTjid y (bxpop 8 eOiye ^eiXecov Kpvos. 
Kou TTvevpaTCDV avco re kcu kotco ySta 
o-eLorOev, (f)Xoy(07rov eV puecrat^ Ke8pOLS creXay 
dvrjy^e Xa^pov ^ws" TTVpos, rw r dOXico 
irepL^ e^ovTa yjpcopa TrpocreTcOet irXdvov, 
ris 8* aXXo9y el prj iravT eTTLCTTrjpcop 6eo9, 
oa eV pvxolat Kap8Las Keivcp TOTe 
KeKevOev, 6I09 r eK(ppdaaL ; (fypeatp 5* i(TC09 
(7a(j)co9 TL TOLS eoTcoOev k^TjKacrpievrjVy 
ypa(j)r]9 8[KT]if Tov, (j)povTi8 oIk€lcov irepL 
ifiocTKeT, iKKXrjOeicrav o^e/aty 8vac9. 



i2 



116 LYRA HELLENICA. 

XVII. 

The same, continued. 

And he might see the band 
Of his young sisters, wandering hand in hand, 
Where the laburnum drooped ; or haply binding 
The jasmine up the door's low pillars winding ; 
Or, as day closed upon their gentle mirth, 
Gathering, with braided hair, around the hearth. 
Where sat their mother ; and that mother's face, 
Its grave, sweet smile yet wearing in the place 
Where so it ever smiled ! Perchance the prayer 
Learned at her knee came back on his despair ; 
The blessings from her voice, the very tone 
Of her " Goodnight," might breathe from boyhood gone ! 

He started, and looked up — thick cypress boughs. 
Full of strange sound, waved o'er him, darkly red 

In the broad, stormy firelight ; savage brows, 

With tall plumes crested and wild hues o'erspread, 
Girt him, like feverish phantoms ; and pale stars 
Looked through the branches as through dungeon bars, 
Shedding no hope. He knew, he felt his doom : 
** O ! what a tale to shadow with its gloom. 
That happy hall in England ! 



PART III. LYRA HELLENICA. 117 



XVII. 

aXcoixevas ra^ olvOlvcdv Oaixvayv vtto, 
7} Kol 6vpa9 eXc^iv €v(pvXXoL9 rax ^^^ 
LOOL (TTe(povcra9y rj ^vv rjALOv ovaet, 
TjOTj Uvpaias TvaiOLas air ^ evoovev 
e(j)eaTLOi' ^vv fJiyrpl Oacraovoras^ eSpav. 
Kou 7rp09 ye purjTpos (ocnrep kv rw irpiv xpovco, 
aep^vois eXevaaev 6/x/xa (patdpcoTrop x^/jaZs* 
etr ovv iirrjXOe fXPrjcFTL^, (hp evx^v en 
l3p€(j)o^ Trap* avTTjs epiaOe yovvirerrj^, vea' 
eW* 0)9 (j)iXcp re crropLan XiTrapei 6 a/na 
Xcul^petv eKacrrrjs eaOX eTrrjvxeO^ eairepas 
Xeyovcr ' — a(f)Pco Se KapSla TrrjdrjfjL exei' 
^Xeircov avcoOev elaopa itvkvovs KXa8ov9 
KVirapLo-aLvovs r]X'^^^^^ epirXeovs' ^evats 
TTVpaovs re (pXo^lvy ayplovs S* avSpas^ X6(pov9 
aeiovras v\j/ov, XP^'^^ '"* rjXXoicop.epov9 
ypa(j)aL(rL Seival^, (j)a(JixaO^ wy vocrcov^ kvkXco 
ecrrmray, elra S ol KXadot KXelOpoc^ KaKols' 
acrrpcov r eSo^av (fyeyyo^ eKKXjjo-at yXvKv, 
rrjv r eXirlS' code rr]v TreTrpcopievrjv raXa^ 
KarotSep alaav' (hS aKOvaavres (piXoi 
ol rrjXe vvv x^^^poi'Tes' oX/Sla rvxy, 
olaccrt irrjp.ovalaLv ov KapLCJyOeleif av ; 



118 LYRA HELLENICA. 



XVIIT. 

The same, continued. 

Idle fear ! 
Would the winds tell it ? Who might dream or hear 
The secret of the forests ?" To the stake 
They bound him; and that proud young soldier strove 
His father's spirit in his breast \o wake. 
Trusting to die in silence ! He, the love 
Of many hearts ! the fondly reared, the fair, 
Gladdening all eyes to see ! and fettered there 
He stood beside his death-pyre, and the brand 
Flamed up to light it in the chieftain's hand ; 
He thought upon his God ; — Hush ! hark ! a cry 
Breaks on the stern and dread solemnity ; — 
A step hath pierced the ring ! Who dares intrude 
On the dark hunters in their vengeful mood ? 
A girl — a young, slight girl — a fawn -like child 
Of green savannahs and the leafy wild, 
Springing, unmarked till then, as some lone flower, 
Happy because the sunshine is its dower ; 
Yet one that knew how early tears are shed ; 
For hers had mourned a playmate brother dead. 



PART III. LYRA HELLENICA. 119 



XVIII. 

'AAA ov^L ravT ear dpya ; res' yap av wore 
lJiV\cDV ra KpvTTTa rcovS aTvayyeiKai iraOr] ; 
ap ap€/ji09 ; dp* oveipo^ rj Tt9 oy\n9 dv ; 
TOvS ovv Tov oaoroLS' 7rd(Tt 7rpoa(piXe(rTaTOify 
TOP evTTpoacoTTOP, TOV (piXoaTopyot^ TraXat, 
TeOpappevov Tpucpalcnv, di/SpeloL^ tote 
TraTpcpov ev CTTepvoLCTL crvXXeyovT ' Aprj, 
OTTCOS' di>av8o9 eaxaT ia-yoLTcav iraOoi, 
aTavpOLCTL 7rpoa8r](TavTe9 dvSpe^ opOioLS 
kaTYjaav ovtco Oavaaipov ireXas vrvpay. 
Tcp pL€v Ta TOV peXXovTOS alcovos Traprji/ 
TO, Seli/y 6 S" dpycov (pavov iv yepolv ^ycav 
rrvpcrov TraprjXOev, rjVLK e^ai^vrj^ (Sorj, 
i)(V09 opLapTrj aTecjyavov elaTnjSa p.ecrovy 
Ta aep^va Opdaaov lepa' tl9 S Ip8ol9 Troda 
6pya9 TTpos copias TpairopLevoLS iTrepcpepec ; 
Koprj Tt9 dfipd, 7rpoa(f)€pr}9 ve^pco Sep^a^, 
TjTLS va7rr)9 OaXXovaa TroLr/pol^ pv^ol^, 
iprjpiop (ocnrep dvQos ev tottol^, piovov 
TTavTas XaOovcr e/SXaaTeu. dXX rjSr) veKpov 
dSeXcpou iaTeva^€v ovaa irep vea, 
polpav via paOovaa 8vaTr]vov I3lov. 



1^0 LYRA HELLENICA. 



XIX. 

The same, concluded. 

She had sat gazmg on the victim long, 

Until the pity of her soul grew strong ; 

And, by its passion's deepening fervour swayed, 

Even to the stake she rushed, and gently laid 

His bright head on her bosom, and around 

His form her slender arms to shield it, wound 

Like close Liannes ; then raised her glittering eye 

And clear-toned voice, that said — " He shall not die !" 

" He shall not die !" The gloomy forest thrilled 
To that sweet sound. — A sudden wonder fell 

On the fierce throng \ and heart and hand were stilled, 
Struck down as by the whisper of a spell. 
They gazed; their dark souls bowed before the maid, 
Her of the dancing-step in wood and glade ! 
And, as her cheek flushed through its olive hue. 
As her black tresses to the night-wind flew. 
Something o'ermastered them from that young mien — 
Something of heaven, in silence felt and seen ; 
And seeming to their child-like faith a token 
That the Great Spirit by her voice had spoken. 
They loosed the bonds that held the captive's breath, 
From his pale lips they took the cup of death ; 
They quenched the brand beneath the cypress tree — 
" Away !" they cried, ** young stranger, thou art free !" 



PART III. LYRA HELLENICA. 121 



XIX. 

J^eLVT) yap ocrae tS TrcKpco OeafxaTi 
IBocTKOvaa dapor, oIktop coctt av^eti/ fxeyavy 
irpos KLOv OL^aa ayplas opyrjs vtto 
copfirjTO, Kara tov veaviov Kapa 
koXttol^ KO/jLL^ova ecr\ev oykevcov TrXoKj)' 
€7r€LT eirapaa opfxa kol (pOoyyop Xtyvv, 
" ov KarOavelraL,^* diaropcp vairr]^ (Bofj, 
i^eiTre Xa/JL7rpco9' TrjVLKavra S* evOeco^, 
a(j)odpaLS' €7rcp8coif 0)9 filacs' VLKCopievovs, 
Bavpi el\e iravTa^, coare kol \ep riav)(pv 
KOL Kapbiav a\elv Karevel^ Trrj^at KOpa^* 
ovTco Se Traido^ rrjaSe paX6aKrj9 Xoyots' 
eScoKap' (wy yap -)(^p(apia ray iraprji^a^ 
erey^e irvpcroif, kou Trvoals aveTrraro 
XaiTT] pLeXacpa vvKTepats, tot ep.(j)avco9 
avT0V9 OerjXaTov tl KoccpOoyyop KpaTOS 
a)S i^eirXrj^ep, axxre (j)epopi€vov9 airXfi 
TTLCTTet TO Oetov TvavTas avbrjcrau aa(j)(DS 
CDS xprjaav avTols evToXas Koprjs dia. 
ol 8" alxP'OiXcoTcp decTfJia XvaavTes x^/^oti/, 
Q})(pa>if T€ yeiXwv OavaaifJiov TroTrjptoif 
d(f)ap7raaaPT€9y irvpaov ea/Beaau KXadoLS^ 
KvirapiaaivoLS vir' " co feV,'* avdcoPTes-^ '^ Tavvv 
e^ecTT aTreXOelv, away, IXevOepos yap el'* 



122 LYRA HELLENICA. 

XX. 

Passage from " Sardanapalus," Act II. Sc. 1. 

Sard, loquitur. 

Please you to hear me, Satraps ; 
And chiefly thou, my priest, because I doubt thee 
More than the soldier ; and would doubt thee all, 
Wert thou not half a warrior ; let us part 
In peace — I'll not say pardon — which must be 
Earned by the guilty ; this I'll not pronounce ye, 
Although upon this breath of mine depends 
Your own : and deadlier for ye, on my fears. 
But fear not — for that I am soft, not fearful — 
And so live on. Were I the thing some think me. 
Your heads would now be dripping the last drops 
Of their attainted gore from the high gates 
Of this our palace, into the dry dust, 
Their only portion of the coveted kingdom 
They would be crowned to reign o'er — let that pass. 
As I have said, I will not deem ye guilty, 
Nor doom ye guiltless. Albeit better men 
Than ye or I stand ready to arraign you ; 
And should I leave your fate to sterner judges, 
And proofs of all kinds, I might sacrifice 
Two men, who, whatsoe'er they now are, were 
Once honest. Ye are free, Sirs ! 



PART III. LYRA HELLENICA. \23 

XX. 

'Q.i'dpes' (pepLCTTOL KXvere vvv airep Xeyco, 
(TV T av /uLaXtoTT a/cofe, (ro\ yap ovv irXeov 
7] TolaS (XTnaTco, rrpeo-^v, kclti croi piovco 
piaAAov y av -qirLarrjcr av ec av p.rj pa^r]^ 
l8pL9 TreipVKa^. vvv 8 iv elprjvrj Trapa 
oIkovS oLTreXOelv' ryv Se avyyvocav KaKcov 

TTOAAW TTOVCp TOL T0I9 KaKOLS' ^rjTTJTea, 

(Tvyyvota d' ovtl9 €k y ip.ov doOrjcreraL, 
€K TOvSe Tav8po9 KaLTrep rlprrjTat ^lo9^ 
Kal Kap6\ o TToXXrj ^rjpla, (po/Bov irXeco. 
Kou prj8apco9 SelcraLT av' ov yap epL(f)o^09 
7re(f)VK ^ycoye^ T0I9 KaKolau S rjivLOs' 
(pOovos o ap 0VTL9 CpaLV €l o e<pvv eyco 
olov vop.L^€T\ €KTOS' avXelcov TTvXcov 

Vpi€L9 KOipa rpr]0€VT€9 OLypLCD ^i(p€t 

ifxi^ar av iroO^ al/xa Scyj/la Kovei, 
code yOovo9 Xa^ovre^ aOXiov piep09 
apiLKpas avaacreiv. eUv' evveTvco 8e vvv, 

0)9 TTplv TTOT ellTOVy OVK ap alrloV^ KaKOV 

vpia9 vopLL^CD T0v8e y\ ovt avairlovs 
eywye 8€Lvrj ^rjpLta 7rpocrTpl\j/opiai. 

KaiTOL 80K€LT€ T0L9 TToAeO)? TTpOp.OLS' KUKCOV 

OV TravT ayevcTTOij 8vcrpievrj9 re tls Kptrys 

Kal KapT OLKpL^ei \p(x)peV09 T€Kp,7]piCp 

OVK av y d(j)7]K aOwov coare pr] ov Oavelv 
vpay 8* d(pLT]p\ cov8p€9, 008' eXevOepovs' 
vpds yap bvras ol8a yevvatovs nore. 



agra f^tilmk^. 



PART IV. 






LYRA HELLENICA. 



EXERCISE I. 

From " The Spanish Student,'' by Longfellow. 

Visions of Fame ! that once did visit me, 

Making night glorious with your smile, where are ye ? 

Oh, who shall give me, now that ye are gone, 

Juices of those immortal plants that bloom 

Upon Olympus, making us immortal ? 

Or teach me where that wondrous mandrake grows, 

Whose magic root, torn from the earth with groans 

At midnight hour, can scare the fiends away, 

And make the mind prolific in its fancies ? 

I have the wish, but want the will, to act. 

Souls of great men departed ! Ye, whose words 

Have come to Light from the swift river of Time, 

Like Roman swords found in the Tagus' bed. 

Where is the strength to wield the arms ye bore ? 

From the barred visor of Antiquity 

Reflected shines the eternal light of Truth, 

As from a mirror ! All the means of actionj 

The shapeless masses, the materials. 

Lie every where around us. What we need 

Is the celestial fire to change the flint 

Into transparent crystal, bright and clear. 



PART IV. LYRA HELLENICA. 127 



EXERCISE I. 

'O (plXrar ijSr) 0acr/iar* eu/cAe/ay e/xot 
ra irpoaOe vvKTL(pOLTay kcu craivovr aetj 
(fyacdpcoTTOP coare vvkO^ vcp* rjBovrj^ yeKav^ 
TTOL yrj^ aTreppvrjTe ; kol tls evOepcov 
avOcDV ^OXvpnrov ^Vfiov a(f)6LT0v OeXcoif 
Scoaei, TiOevTcov api^porov (Bporols^ ^vcnv ; 
(Dpa bi^aaKELV ttov )(6ovo9 Oelov p€vo9 
p'i^rj9 reOrjXe, Oavp! ISeli/ eTTrjparoVy 
rJTL9 pLeaovay vvktl crvv ttoXXols^ yoot9 
irpoppL^os iKcnraaOeLcra, Salpopa^ KaK0V9 
aKeSa, (ppepas' re (paapiaTcoi/ TiOei irXea^. 
Kay coy eroLp.os' elpl dpav, to Spap 5' okvw. 
yj/vxal OavovTCDV ayere' kcu yap ev ^povco 
TCp TrpocrOev vp.els' prjpar i^epplxj/are, 
a vvv, Tayoy ns coaTrep 'IraXiKa ^i(pr)9 
6 KaLp09 ely 0c3y i^ayet K€Kpvp.jJi€Pa. 
TTOL vvv aireppei acoparoov Icr^vs ottXols 
7] TTpoaOep vpLCov xpcopievr] ; StjXol piev ovv 
coar eV Karoirrpco rrj^ dXrjOela^ aeXas^ 
Xpovos irapeXOcoVj €vX6(pov Kpdvovs SUrji'. 
TreAay pej^ vXrj rod ^iov irpd^ai KaXco^ 
TravTTi y virapx^L, dvareKpapro^ ova opicos, 
KOLireLpos eV rrjv xpi)(TLv' dXXd y dpfiporov 
TTvpos SeopieOa Trdvreg, a^ecTTOs Trerpa 
oTTcoy yevrjraL irdcra, KpvaraXXov Slktjp, 



128 LYRA HELLENICA. 

That fire is Genius.-— The rude peasant sits 

At evening in his smoky cot, and draws 

With charcoal uncouth figures on the wall : 

The son of Genius comes, footsore with travel, 

And begs a shelter from the inclement night : 

He takes the charcoal from the peasant's hand, 

And, by the magic of his touch at once 

Transfigured, all its hidden virtues shine, 

And, in the eyes of the astonished clown. 

It gleams a diamond ! Even thus transformed. 

Rude popular traditions and old tales 

Shine as immortal poems, at the touch 

Of some poor houseless, homeless, wandering bard. 

Who had but a night's lodging for his pains. 

But there are brighter dreams than those of Fame, 

Which are the dreams of Love ! Out of the heart 

Rises the bright ideal of these dreams, 

As from some woodland fount a spirit rises. 

And sinks again into its silent deeps, 

Ere the enamoured knight can touch her robe ! 

'Tis this ideal that the soul of man. 

Like the enamoured knight beside the fountain, 

Waits for upon the margin of Life's stream ; 

Waits to behold her rise from the dark waters. 

Clad in a mortal shape ! Alas, how many 

Must wait in vain ! The stream flows evermore, 

But from its silent deeps no spirit rises ! 



PART IV. 



LYRA HELLENICA. 129 



Xa/ui7rpa, ^Lavyrj^' koI to irvp 6 i'0V9 SlSol. 
Kol ^vaKtiiTVOLaiv ev areyais fVKTCop irore 
aypOLK09 rjarat, X^^P^ '^* avOpaKas Xa/Scou 
TOi\ol(Ti popipas- ^coypa(p€i dvaevperov^. 
TjKei S 6 TavT7]9 ^coypa(f)09 reyvrj^ idpL9 
TToAAaty TTOVCDV aXaiai, pvktos' a^ivov 
^rjTwv (piXov TTpo^Xijpa^ Kav6paK09 Otycov^ 
piayos TL9j (oairep epypar ov\l Ovrjra dpcop 
ypa(l)(DV apLel^eL KaXXo^, ipcjyaj/rjs' r Idelif 
dSapLas^ 7r€(prjP€P cocrre Oavpaaau iravv 
yecopyov elcropcopra' kol pcaX (h8e ttov 
pvOoL T dypoLKcop KOL Xoyoi 7raXat(j)aT0i^ 
. 0,01809 <hp T19 T]\j/aT G)d* dX(jopi€P09 
7repr]9, eprjpo^, aipiXo^, « pnaOos ^pa)(vs 
^epcopos' '^pK€a\ dp^f^poTCOP vppcop kXw 
eypvaLP elTretp' dXXa yap Oeiap ttoXv 
.(l)r]p.rjp epcoT09 (paapLar eKPLKap ^lXcl. 
dXX ovK (XTT OLKpas Tcopd epvTTPicop (jypepo^ 
ra Xapnrp oprjXOe (ftaapar , dXacodovs' ottcos^ 
Kpr]pr}9 Apvas' tl9 eKCpapela eyeiperai, 
pLearj r ajSvcraov^ vtto poa9 edv irdXip 
(f)6dpovaa <ppov8o9, Trplp tip' elpdrcop XajSeip. 
etScoXa d' ovrco (j)LXTaT eXiri^ei ^XeweLP 
"^vyrj ^poreio^, xchairep i7r7rorrj9 dprjp 
pvp(f)rjs epaa6ei9 Trpocrp^epei Kprjprj^ TreAas*, 
6y r ap ^poreLOP r}p.<pL€(Tp€prj ^e/xas" 
peiOpcop vTrepOep €K(j)aprj^ pLepcop ptaTr/p. 
KOL prjp deipcop to peo9 aTrevdec dpopiop, 
^vacrcop t dpavScop ovtls el? oy\/LP pLoXei 

K 



130 LYRA HELLENICA. 

Yet I, born under a propitious star, 

Have found the bright ideal of my dreams. 

Yes ! she is ever with me. I can feel, 

Here as I sit at midnight and alone, 

Her gentle breathing ! On my breast can feel 

The pressure of her head ! God's benison 

Rest ever on it ! Close those beauteous eyes, 

Sweet Sleep, and all the flowers that bloom at night 

With balmy lips breathe in her ears my name ! 



IL 

Passage from " The Giaour y Byron. 

He who hath bent him o'er the dead 

Ere the first day of death is fled. 

The first dark day of nothingness. 

The last of danger and distress — 

Before Decay's effacing fingers 

Have swept the lines where beauty liiigers- 

And marked the mild angelic air. 

The rapture of repose that's there. 

The fixed yet tender traits that streak 

The languor of the placid cheek, 

And — but for that sad shrouded eye. 

That fires not, wins not, weeps not now, 



PART IV. LYRA HELLENICA. 131 

Salfxcop vneKSva. aXX eyco rpLaoX^to^ 
/Slotov de TTOT/JiOP eviroT/jLoi' Xa^cou, '^^XV 
eWcoXoi' evpov tcov i/ncov evvirvLcov. 
TTapovaa 8* avrr] Tr]v e/irjp craiveL (ppeva, 
Kol St] Trapovaav -qpepaig irXevpcov ttpools- 
eypcoKa vvkto^^ xvTrrcoif kXli/€l Kapa 
(ptXova- €7r cofxoL9 iXeco^ e^oc oeovs. 
rfjd* CO (plX* Yirvov ^Xe(papa (TvyKXeLaov Oeo^, 
avOr] re iravO ocr ian pvktos, dp^porcp 
eh cora (j)(ovrj TOvvopH ep^fiodre p.oc. 



II. 



Oarts veov Oavovros ev Karao-KOTreL 
if€KvUy irplv avTov vvkt ISeci/ TreTrrco/cora, 
or ovbev ovKer ovaa K'qpavpoopiei'rj 
^v\r] Svo-OLCTTCOP BeLpLOLTCov dTTTjXXdyrj, 
Trplv eiSos^ d)p.fj Oavarov eKnepcraL X^P'- 

TO KaXXipiOpCpOVy €L TL XoLTTOV tOT €TC 

ovTOs yaXr]vrj^ irvevp. aKaaKaiov /BXeiret 
avpas T€ aiyrj9 vrjv4pov9, oto) rpowcp 
piaXaKcoif Trapemu paXOaKOLs coael /Sacpai^ 
Xpolap dpei^ova (bxporrj^ irapL^dvei^ 
detVT] 6* virepOe l3X€(f)apa avyKOip^a a-Kid, 
avyal re (fypovBoty (ppovda t oppidrcov ^eXrj 
k2 



1S2 



LYRA HELLENICA. 



And but for that chill, changeless brow, 

Where cold Obstruction's apathy 

Appals the gazing mourner's heart, 

As if to him it could impart 

The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon ; — 

Yes, but for these, and these alone. 

Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour. 

He still might doubt the tyrant's power ; 

So fair, so calm, so softly sealed, 

The first, last look by death revealed ! 

Such is the aspect of this shore ; 

'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more ! 

So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, 

We start, for soul is wanting there. 

Hers is the loveliness in death, 

That parts not quite with parting breath ; 

But beauty with that fearful bloom. 

That hue which haunts it to the tomb, 

Expression's last receding ray, 

A gilded halo hovering round decay, 

The farewell beam of feeling past away ! 

Spark of that flame, perchance of heavenly birth. 

Which gleams, but warms no more its cherished earth ! 



PART IV. LYRA HELLENICA. 



ra irpoaOe (paidpa, ^(haTrepei iraycdv vtto 
XrjOrjs 7r€7r7)yo9 opfx avdXyrjTcp pevet 
opa, Kpv(j)aLOP coare Xei^eaOaL SaKpv, 
pL-q 7rco9 TTOT eXOrj KeWev op detcrr) popos. 
Kel pur] TaS avTos oppLaatv crrjpeV t8ot, 
Ta)( av TTOT rjTOi Sapov y ^aiov -)(^povov 
earrjK av aiTopcDV^ prj n baipovos KaKOv 
raS' icFTL rdpya' roiad ovv €V)(^pCDV l^elv 
TTpeTTOVTa 6\ wairep ev ypa(paL(TL, top veKvv 
Tras* Ti9 OavovT09 vcrrarop irpoa^epKerai. 
Kcu Tcpb bpocav pvv Ibelv irarpav irapa^ 
TYjv T *EAAoc5*j (o ^iv\ ovKeTL t^coaav ^XiireL^y 
iK€L TO ptep acDpi eKTaOevTOs coy veKpov 
y^v\podv T€ (j)pov8o9 oXyeTat '^v)(rj peXcou 
7] (Jaaa irpoaOev, coaT IdoPTa Oavptdo-at. 
€Kel yap dvOel KaXXo^, ovt avyols ^lov 
SvPTO^ ^vvavvTet' tovto S* ovv pbapalveTat, 
Koi^coOev dvOovv ivBoOev ^vvryKeTac, 
wael Koprj tl9 OavaTOV iXirL^ova del. 
ovTCo T€ Tr)9 TraXac ttoO 'EAAa^oy 8vcnv 
(f)€yyos' pLaTTjcrav d^pire^ei^ oraivei t eTL 
Xpvcravy€9, bXeOpov t elcropa pcoipa^ ireXa^. 

Ti9 OVK av Cp€T dp^pOTOV TLV al6ip09 

(TTTLvOrip eTL ^fjv iv8ov, dXX' elcoOoTC 
TO (jjtXTaTOv (TcopL ovTL 6eppa[v€iv TTVpL ; 



134 LYRA HELLENICA. 



III. 

The same passage, continued. 

Clime of the unforgotten brave \ 
Whose land from plain to mountain-cave 
Was Freedom's home or Glory's grave ! 
Shrine of the mighty ! can it be 
That this is all remains of thee ? 
Approach, thou craven crouching ^lave r 

Say, is not this Thermopylas ? 
These waters blue that round you lave, 

O ! servile offspring of the free — 
Pronounce what sea, what shore is this ? 
The gulf, the rock of Salamis 1 
These scenes, their story not unknown^ 
Arise, and make again your own ; 
Snatch from the ashes of your sires 
The embers of their former fires ; 
And he who in the strife expires 
Will add to theirs a name of fear. 
That tyranny shall quake to hear. 
And leave his sons a hope, a fame, 
They too will rather die than shame : 
For Freedom's battle once begun, 
Bequeathed by bleeding sire to son. 
Though baffled oft, is ever won. 



PART IV. LYRA HELLENICA. 135 



III. 



'Q Trarpcs' avbpwv, (hv aeLfivrjcrrov kK4o9, 
ra yap era ivihia iravra kcu /3ovi/cou aKpa 
Trerpala r avrpa rvfji^os' evKXelas' ^(f)Vy 
iXevOepov re Xrj pharos piyas Ta(f)09^ 
CO Tcov dpLarcoj/ yaia, purj tl ttjXlktj 
KovSeif 7re(f)VKa9 ; Sevpo pioi, dovXos' (pvirtp 
(ppovcoif T€ 8ovX 5 dp ov Tl raaS opco UvXa9 ; 
Kal ravra St] tol pevp^aff olcn KXv^erac 
Tj urjcros' dp(f)LKXvaT09y dire pioi, rivas 
irerpa^ XeyoLp. dv irX-qv ye ^aXapuvo9 ^XeireLp; 
dXX* ela' vvv rcovS evKXewv ra TrpocrO idpcov 
TrapeaO' 6 Kacpos' djJTLXi^yj/aaOaL iraXiv' 
Kal drj irarpccxDv eK aTToSov rvp^evparcou 
TTVpos Tiv avyrjv rod irdXac '^opv^are. 
eXevOepa yap oarLg Iv ravrrj pdyrj 
popov Kvprjaei, rovvop! ovro^ €p.(po/3ou 
KXveiv TVpdvvoLS Trdai KaraXiTreL Treacov, 
Kal TolcFL TTaLolv eXiTiS ev^o^ov 7rOT€, 
rjp ovTTOT kpyoL9 0VTL9 ala\vveL OeXcoi/. 
ovXevOepa^ yap rrj^ irarpa^ vireppa^cov 
KXrjpov (piXei rL9 rots' pLeOvcrrepov XiTrelp, 
09, TToXXaKLS (KpaXelaii', eV p,aKpM y^povov 
pLTjKei peyicTTOif Kepdos i^evprjaeraL. 






136 LYRA HELLENICA. 

Bear witness^ Greece, tlij living page^ 
Attest it, many a deathless age I 
While Kings, in dusty darkness hid^ 
Have left a nameless pyramid, 
Thy heroes, though the general doom 
Hath swept the column from their tomb^ 
A mightier monument command. 
The mountains of their native land ! 
There points thy Muse to stranger's eye 
The graves of those that cannot die ! 
'Twere long to tell and sad to trace 
Each step from splendour to disgrace ; 
Enough — no foreign foe could quell 
Thy soul, till from itself it fell : 
Yes ! Self-abasement paved the way 
To villain-bonds and despot sway,. 



PART IV. LYRA HELLENICA. 



7rpo9 ravra Xa/xTrpa^ 'EAAa^oy fiaprvpoixai 
do^ap T ay-qpcov kol to p^rj Oavovpevov 
KXeo9 OavovTCoVy tjvlk kv dvarjXLOt^ 
craOpols T oLPaKTe^ eppacnv KrepLO'p.aTa 
avcDvvpoLS €)(ovaL' Tcoi' Se crcop reKvcov 
Ta TrdpT dXeL(f)€c pprjpaO' ovK(f)vycop ^povo? 
(TTrjXcDv d(pecdr]9' pivrjpa S ovv vTviprepov 
peveL Oavovras' ov tl yap yrjpaaeraL 
Tj yrj iraXat Ope-^acra, kol M.ovarjs' dlKrjif 
^ivoL9 Trpo(f)aiPeL rdpya tcop TeOvrjKOTCOVy 
dvbpcov re KXetprjp do^af ovk oXovpiivcov. 
ala\pov de irepOos ov tl prjKVVco XoyoL^y 
OLcp TpOTTCp TeOr]Xa9 elra 8' varepov 
TreTTTCOKas' avOis' ov yap e^Olarcov peveu 
avrfj S vcj) avTYj^ dOXLC09 xeLpovpevrj 
oXcoXa^' alax^fj] '^^ ^ovXtoif ^vyov 
epaOes r dvayvov d€a7ror(oi> arepyeiv /3/az/. 



138 LYRA HELLENICA. 

IV. 

Passage from ''Samson Agomstes.'' 

Samson. 
Your coming, friends, revives me ; for I learn, 
Now of my own experience, not by talk. 
How counterfeit a coin they are, who friends 
Bear in their superscription ; (of the most 
I would be understood ;) in prosperous days 
They swarm, but in adverse withdraw their head, 
Not to be found, though sought. Ye see, O friends, 
How many evils have enclosed me round; 
Yet that which was the worst now least afflicts me, 
Blindness ; for had I sight, confused with shame, 
How could I once look up, or heave the head, 
Who, like a foolish pilot, have shipwrecked 
My vessel, trusted to me from above, 
Gloriously rigg'd ; and for a word, a tear, 
Fool ! have divulged the secret gift of God 
To a deceitful woman ? Tell me, friends, 
Am I not sung and proverbed for a fool 
In every street ? do they not say, how well 
Are come upon him his deserts ? Yet why ? 
Immeasurable strength they might behold 
In me, of wisdom nothing more than mean ; 
This with the other should at least have paired : 
These two, proportioned ill, drove me transverse. 



PART IV. LYRA IIELLENICA. 139 



lY. 

AAA ev TTapeare /cat ixaK acr/xeVo) ye fioC 
Treipa yap avT09 olda, kou Xoyco KXvcoVy 
Tvapacrrjixov C09 vopiap^a Ko/JLfxaro^ KaKov 
ot, (piXTarot 7rpo9 oy\nv, evearol (j)LXrj 
^vvenjLV rjdet^y kolv KaKolaLV av ttoXlv 
aTToararovvTas ovk av i^evpois' ottov. 
Kcu p^rfv opare /x , w (jyiXot, ttolols' ravvv 
KaKol^ ^vvoiKCD' Ka\ yap ovv to irplv /Sapv, 
TO firj /BXeTreiv, rjKLaTa pH aXyvvei ^vvov' 
TTCDS yap TTOT avOi9, Tcoif 7rp\v opLpaTcov Tvywv, 
(f)LXov Tiv av TXairiv av aXa-yyvO^i^ opaVy 
7] KpoLT €7raip€tv avTos ; oaTLs eppaTc 
eO paver a, p.a)po9 coy KV^epvijTr]^ vecoy, 
TO irXoloVy ev olS\ e/c ^€01; tol^lv (pepcov ; 
oaTCS^ Xoyov piev rjS eTrof <r apuKpov yapLV^ 
Kapi^Oeis re haKpvcn T0I9 yvvatKeloi^, TaXay, 
e^ripLTToXriKtos dcopa Oeov to, KpviTT e)(a> ; 
Xcod r]7TaTr]6rjv, coaT€ p! ev TrapotpLiaLS' 
KaKa>9 T OLKOvaat KocKXeco^ vpvovpevov, 
Tov pcopov, a^i cos* iTra^lcov KVpco ; 
TL yap TraOcov TaS elirov ; ev y e/xot crOevo^ 
p(cpr] T€ TToXXrj craypaTOs irdpeaT ISeiv, 
(j)p€vcov T dpiavpcov eip! eTrrj^oXos to wdv' 
laa^ S dvayKTj crco/xaroy aOevei (f)peva9y 
cov prj Kvprjoras' i^ iarj^y irXdva^ ^X^' 



140 LYRA HELLENICA. 



V. 

Passage from " Samson Agonistes.'' 

Manoai-i. 
Be penitent, and for thy fault contrite ; 
But act not in thy own affliction, son : 
Repent the sin ; but, if the punishment 
Thou canst avoid, self-preservation bids ; 
Or the execution leave to high disposal, 
And let another hand, not thine, exact 
Thy penal forfeit than thyself; perhaps 
God will relent, and quit thee all his debt ; 
Who ever more approves, and more accepts 
(Best pleased with humble and filial submission) 
Him who, imploring mercy, sues for life, 
Than who, self-rigorous, chooses death as due ; 
Which argues over just, and self-displeased 
For self-offence, more than for God offended. 
Reject not then what offered means, who knows 
But God hath set before us, to return thee 
Home to thy country and his sacred house, 
Where thou may'st bring thy offerings, to avert 
His further ire, with prayers and vows renewed ? 



PART IV. LYRA HELLENICA, 141 



V, 

'O iraiy (TV S' (hv Tjixapres evbiKOLS K^ap 
Srj)(67]TL Xv7raL9y /jir]8* er avOadr]? yevov 
fiT] TFTj/iia aavrS TTpoartOrj^. KaKws ebpas' 
TOvS ovp pLeXecrOaC rrju de TrpoaTeOeLfxevrjv 
irdvToys irpoarjKei ^yfilav VTreKbpafielv. 
rj yap riv aWov, kou ae, rrjv ^lktjv aeOev 
TrdvTCD^ Xa/Seip del, \eip vTreprepav oOeveL 
vip^opT' icrcos' TOL paXOaKL^OLT av Oeo9, 
€Kcov T d(j)r)aeL ^rjpias cr eXevOepov. 
TTpoippcoi/ yap ei ns, vlo9 coy, arepyetv OeXet 
eKwv 0^ vTvei^as eXeos e^acTel pcovov, 
TOVTcp 7rape(r)(ev avrov evpevrj 6eo9' 
pLLcrei S 09 avT^ Oavarov OLKpi^el Xoyco 
XPvC'^^ ^^ opyrjv avTo/SovXo^ epirirveL, 
Kovdev irpoTLpia tov Oeov 'p^eXovpepov. 
a KaLpo9 olaec, prj av y ovv aTToarpacpfj^' 
lacos' yap r^plv rode yepa^ 8co(T€l Oeo^, 
oIkovs Trarpcpovs KeU iraTpav a avOiS' irdXtv 
(j)vyd8a Kard^ai' KoivOab^ evcpiXrj Oeov 
KTrjoret av y avros evvopoi^ dcopotai kcll 
XtTalatp, ei^^a? dvaveovpevo9 iraXiv. 



142 LYRA IIELLENICA. 



VI. 

*' Inscription for the Entrance of a Wood,"" by Bryant. 

Stranger, if thou hast learned a truth which needs 

No school of long experience, that the world 

Is full of guilt and misery, and hast seen 

Enough of all its sorrows, crimes, and cares, 

To tire thee of it, enter this wild wood, 

And view the haunts of Nature. The calm shade 

Shall bring a kindred calm, and the sweet breeze. 

That makes the green leaves dance, shall waft a balm 

To thy sick heart. Thou wilt find nothing here 

Of all that pained thee in the haunts of men. 

And made thee loathe thy life. The primal curse 

Fell, it is true, upon the unsinning earth, 

But not in vengeance. God hath yoked to guilt, 

Her pale tormentor, misery. Hence the shades 

Are still the abodes of gladness ; the thick roof 

Of green and stirring branches is alive 

And musical with birds, that sing and sport 

In wantonness of spirit ; while below 

The squirrel, with raised paws and form erect 

Chirps merrily. Throngs of insects in the shade 

Try their thin wings, and dance in the warm beam 

That waked them into life. Even the green trees 



PART IV. LYRA HELLENICA. 143 



VI. 

' AXX\ CO ^€i/, el Ti Tovro avvvoeLS fxaOcov, 
Qirelpas yap ou del rrjs- ayav ttoXXtj^^ doKw, 
oaoLs^ iSpOTCov KaKolai TrXrjOvei ^[09'^ 
KOVK 6)1^ a7r€tp09 Tcop KaKCDV adrjv ex^^L9, 
voaeh re /jLvploLort KeKfJirjKm ttovol^, 
av Sr] uaTTTjS' rrjaS el^ avrjXLOVS Ta)(ps 
pLV)(0V9 eoreXOcDv rjav)((j)S' ^X^^^ /naOe. 
Kou yap ToS rjpejxalov rjorvxcp fievei 
^vpcpSov^ (^ev T08' oiSa,) Kr)Xrjaet (f)peva9 
T€p(pOei/T09y evSta re yrjOrjorei ttvotj 
KXadov9 dopovcra. kcu yap <i>v yefxec /Slo^y 

KoivO^ (DV TOaOVTOVy 6vr]T09 (OVy TO (rjV (TTvyel^, 

TL Twv ev apOpcoTTOcatP (hS* opas' KaKcoj/ ; 
Kal fjLTjv SvaoLCTTa Trrjpar ovdei/ alrlcp 
TO, Trpoora Salfxcop eyKareaKrjy^ev x^^^h 
aXX' 01) 7rpo9 opyrjp' ovkSlkos' ^LKrjv Oeo9 
eOr]K.ev ae\ T0I9 KaKco^ deSpaKocrc 
Ttpcopop elvai' roiyapovv avrjXcos' 
pdirrj Kar aXao9 rjSe x«/>Atara)z^ yep^et, 
ev T ev^evoLS^ a reiveTaL areyrj^ 8lk7]p 
vTrepOe, irXeKTcov (f)vXXdScoi/ aKyvcopaaCy 
repirvcov levres (jyOeypar opviOe^ vopicov 
TJSto-Ta avpirailpvaL irepixapel (fypevl, 
aKLpTOL T evepOev 6 aKiovpos' aa-pevos. 
vvv pvpiai XeTrrotai ^co/xez^at wrepcoi/ 



144 LYRA HELLENICA. 

Partake the deep contentment ; as they bend 

To the soft winds, the sun from the blue sky 

Looks in, and sheds a blessing on the scene. 

Scarce less the cleft-born wild flower seems to enjoy 

Existence, than the winged plunderer 

That sucks its sweets. The massy rocks themselves, 

And the old and ponderous trunks of prostrate trees, 

That lead from knoll to knoll a causey rude. 

Or bridge the sunken brook, and their dark roots, 

With all their earth upon them, twisting high. 

Breathe fixed tranquillity. The rivulet 

Sends forth glad sounds, and tripping o'er its bed 

Of pebbly sands, or leaping down the rocks, 

Seems, with continuous laughter, to rejoice 

In its own being. Softly tread the marge. 

Lest from her midway perch thou scare the wren 

That dips her bill in water. The cool wind, 

That stirs the stream in play, shall come to thee, 

Like one that loves thee, nor will let thee pass 

Ungreeted, and shall give its light embrace. 



PART IV. LYRA HELLENICA. 145 

Koovcoires iper^ols evOeprj Kar aWepa 
yj/alpov(Tt Xevpop olixovj fjXlov viov 
(pcXov (j)VTOvpyots- iKTeOpa/ufxej/aL iSoXal^* 
KOL Sy ra Sei/Sp* epcort avv iroXXco irvoas 
avefxcov Kvcravra (ptXo^popco^ ao-Trd^erat' 
€K V7]ve[jiov re (jyacdpop aWepos Kapa 
7rpov(j)rjvev^ evvov^ 0' TJXtos' TrpoadepKeTac, 
av6o9 T €KaaTOP ef taov y k(^UTai 
Tov ^fjv, p.eXiG-<Ta 0^ rJTt9 €v(j)a€9 piiXi 
evpovcr eKXeyp^ei/. al re drj aTV(j)Xoi Trerpat 
vxj/rjXoKprjjuii'oiy kcu Spues' ^aixaLirereLS 
iracras KVKXovcrai rdaS dfxa^LTOvs odovs, 
7] KCU ye<j)vpav eKTropi^ovcraL pools ^ 
Koivco (jyepovaaL pi^av yjfxavpoip.ivriv, 
SoKOvat ^aipeiv rjav^alpvorrj (f)pevL 
repTTvov XeXaK€ peWpa, koI '^ajujucoif vTrep 
oSoLTTopovvra kolk irerpcop KaraLJ^aTrj 
')(aipovTa (pcopely kou x^tSfj TroXXfj yeXa. 
Tolyap Trap' o)(Oais rjav^op vcopa TToSa, 
fjLrj TTCos veocrcrcov prjXecos (XTrocnraarjs 
Tpo^iXov TLv\ fjTLS vSaTt TTrjyalov irrepa 
KprjpTjs voTL^ei, Hvevjxdrcov evdvepcos 
avpa ireXao-Oela axj/eraL iraprjiScov^ 
(J)lXovvtos o)s ipcoaa, kov ^iXrjixaTCov 
7r€p,\j/€L a apoLpov, paXOaKws r dvOe^erai 
\ep(rlv TrepcTTTv^ao-a (jylXTaroi' dep^aS'. 



146 LYRA HELLENICA. 



VII. 

Passage from " Samson Agonistesy 

At length, for intermission-sake, they led him 

Between the pillars ; he his guide requested, 

(For so from such as nearer stood we heard) 

As over-tired, to let him lean awhile 

With both his arms on those two massy pillars, 

That to the arched roof gave main support. 

He, unsuspicious, led him : which when Sanison 

Felt in his arms, with head awhile inclined, 

And eyes fast fixed, he stood, as one who prayed. 

Or some great matter in his mind revolved ; 

At last, with head erect, thus cried aloud : 

" Hitherto, Lords, what your commands imposed 

I have performed, as reason was, obeying, 

Not without wonder or delight beheld : 

Now, of my own accord, such other trial 

I mean to show you of my strength, yet greater, 

As with amaze shall strike all who behold." 

This uttered, straining all his nerves he bowed ; — 

As with the force of winds and waters pent, 

When mountains tremble, those two massy pillars 



PART IV. LYRA HELLENICA. 147 



VII. 

TeXos' ^6, 7ravX7]9 coy 8ok€i crixiKpag X^P^^y 
arvXcov [xeaov vlv rjyov, m r rjKOvaaiiev 
TLVcov irapovTcov Kat TrapecrrcoTcoi/ TreXay, 
dp7]p oSrjyov tto/xttZ/xoi; ^ ^rjrei <j(j) ayeiv 
eKelcre y ^ evOa klovcov /meaop XalScoi', 
i^ COP KpepLaaOelcT rj areyrj /Saard^eTat^ 
Kap.v(£>v KaOi^oiT ayKaOev KOCfJicofxei^o^' 
6 d* avTLK avTOP rjyei^y ovri (j)poPTL(Ta9' 
KOLi \epaiv avrjp klovos Xa^wv, Kapa 
yaixcu KaTr](j)es^ kor\eVy bpfxa r rjcrvxov ' 
eKXiveVy C09 tl9 evypdrcov irpoa-qyopos 
7] Trpaypa aep^vov Kcd p^ey ev Ovpco /SaAcoz/* 
TOT opp! eirdpas vtttlov Kpd^et tolSe. 
€9 TOVTO y rjXUov^ covopes, (ocra a XPV^^'^^ 
EKOVTa Spaaat kol OeXovO^ vTrripeTelv^ 
ws rjv SUaLOi^, KOL pdX dapevoLs peya 
iSovacv vplv Oavpu eV o^^aA/xois* irpocrrjv' 
vvv S avTe ireipav Trjs eprjs pcopr]9 Xa^eiv 
aXX-qv eSo^ePy cocfte Oavpacrai irXiov. 
TOiavT eXe^e, avvTovco t evOvs ^la, 
coairep aaXevOels' wpevpaTcop beivcov vtto 
^ovvos Tpopel, pev€L re ;(et/xa/5poL> podsy 
^Lcra-ovs iraXaiaas KLOvas, Beivco Tpowcp 
*k[v7](T€ Kd^eOpavaei/) Q)cr6' bpov ireaelv 
Xapal \v6ivTas dypico TraXaLo-paTi, 

Lg 



148 LYRA HELLENICA. 

With horrible convulsion to and fro 

He tugged, he shook, till down they came, and drew 

The whole roof after them, with burst of thunder, 

Upon the heads of all who sat beneath. 

Lords, ladies, captains, counsellors, or priests. 

Their choice nobility and flower, not only 

Of this, but each Philistian city round. 

Met from all parts to solemnize this feast ! 

Samson, with these immixed, inevitably 

Pulled down the same destruction on himself; 

The vulgar only 'scaped, who stood without. 



VIIL 

''Summer Wind,'" by Bryant. 

It is a sultry day ; the sun has drunk 
The dew that lay upon the morning grass ; 
There is no rustling in the lofty elm 
That canopies my dwelling, and its shade 
Scarce cools me. All is silent, save the faint 
And interrupted murmur of the bee. 
Settling on the sick flowers, and then again 
Instantly on the wing. The plants around 
Feel the too potent fervours : the tall maize 
Rolls up its long green leaves ; the clover droops 



PART IV. LYRA HELLENICA. 149 

X ovTOL ireaovres rfjv (rreyrjp elXKOV \vBr]v, 
fSpoprfj Kkveiv o/uLOca, kol TrXrjyrj jjna 
oiXovTO Tvavres tvhoOev KaOrjfievoi^ 
KaXal yvvoLKes^ KoipavcDV irXrjOos /xeya, 
leprjs re ypaloLy kol (rrparcoi^ T^yr/rope^, 
veoov T ap€LOV av6o9, eK r avrrjs^ TToXecos^ 

aXXcoV T€ fJiLKT09 T(hv ^iXkTt'kjUV OxXo9, 

<rep.vfi avvaxOels ev Oeov Travrjyvpei, 
^ap.\j/coi^ Se, rots' yap earLCopievois pLerrjv^ 
avTos irpos avrov rvyxavei rod KarOavelv' 
oaov o ap aAAo ttXtjuos ektos r]v ttvXcop 
TOVTovs aa(j) laOi TrapreXcos' aeacoorpievovs. 



VIII. 

H^t; piecrovvTOs rjXtos' (f)XeyeL 6epov9^ 
bpoaovs re iriveL irpwivovs eir avOecn 
yX(£>pols \v6evTa9' €K T€ (j)vXXcodovs' SpVOS) 
TjTLS SopLOiat Tolad virepreiveL aKiav, 
01) K rjxos r/XOe Xetttov ovt dpayl/vxV' 
(TLyr] T exei ra Travra' TrXrjv y ottov ^paxvv 
pLeXtacr lelaa ^op^ov^ avOeoov vTrep 
XevKcou TTorarau kolt IXavverai ttoXlv 
TTTepcov eperpLols XP^H'^^V' X^H'^^'^^'^V 
Kavcrcjpos avOrf TrjKerai detpS peveiy 
TTvpos T€ 0i;AAa x^<^P^ orvyKXeiaas e^e^, 



150 LYRA HELLENICA. 

Its tender foliage, and declines its blooms. 

But far in the fierce sunshine tower the hills, 

With all their growth of woods, silent and stern, 

As if the scorching heat and dazzling light 

Were but an element they loved. Bright clouds, 

Motionless pillars of the brazen heaven, — 

Their bases on the mountains — their white tops 

Shining in the far ether — fire the air 

With a reflected radiance, and make turn 

The gazer's eye away. For me, I lie 

Languidly in the shade, where the thick turf, 

Yet virgin from the kisses of the sun, 

Retains some freshness, and I woo the wind 

That still delays its coming. Why so slow. 

Gentle and voluble spirit of the air ? 

Oh ! come and breathe upon the fainting earth 

Coolness and life. Is it that in his caves 

He hears me ? See ? On yonder woody ridge. 

The pine is bending his proud top, and now 

Among the nearer groves, chestnut and oak 

Are tossing their green boughs about. He comes ! 

Lo ! where the grassy meadow runs in waves ! 

The deep distressful silence of the scene 

Breaks up with mingling of unnumbered sounds 

And universal motion. He is come, 

Shaking a shower of blossoms from the shrubs, 



PART IV. LYRA HELLENICA. 151 

KOLi drj rpccpvXXov /caAAoy eKjiapalveraL 
7re8oL re Kpar eKXivev' tjXlov 6 vtto 
KaiovTog aKpa rcovS opoov Is ovpavov 
vairSiV T€ ttXtJOos" p^vplcov iKrelperaiy 
Xatpopra (Tcyfj Kavparos' re OdXTreat 
(j)XeyovTOs^ wael rfj ([)vo-ec ^vprjOecn' 
ve(prj re ^aXKovVy klovcov ^LKrjv, ttoXov 
vTrepOev iarrjpL^ev evXo (pots' eTrl 
fiovvoia-L Keifxev ^ aWepos t ccKpov irXaKes 
Trpoaco (pXeyoprac, koll (paecrcpopov (pXoya 
TraXiv diSovaLP, coar Ibovra QavpacraC 
iyco de Kafxvcop Kat KXtOels vtto crKcds, 
OTTOv ^ pLLTjvev ov TL9 tJXlos yOova 
yX(xipav viav r avOovaav^ coare irdpOevov, 
pLVCop^ai bvaoKvcov TTvevfxarcov drj/Liara. 
TL Srjra /xeAAer 7]av\0L pioXelv TTvoai ; 
^evT ovP) TL fjLeXXer rjTrioLS' (pvcrrjixacn 
Oepei Kafiovaav rrji'd* dvay\rv^ai yOova ; 
7] p OV kXvel to llz/eu/x vtto cnreovs ; loov 
^ovvoh eir ccKpocs Kpar iKivrjaav dpves 
vyjrfjXoKo/jLTroLy kolp vairaLs oli'tjXlols. 
TTiTvs' 0* vTreLKEC, (j)7]ytP0L T€ (pvXXdSes 
Trpos ovpavov aeiovat ^alpovaai KOfxas. 
IdeaOey kcu yap epyerai crepivov defxas", 
XeTrrals' r ecppL^e Kvp.a \epa-alov irvoals* 
aiyT]S- re deLvrjs Svcttovovs' dpLei^eTai 
kXovovs, /Soav re /ivpLcov puKTOV yocov, 
KOLL Trdvra (f)vp8r]v e^avea-rpairraL /SaOpcov. 
YjKeL de KavTOSy eK re tcdv (pvrav ^apLoX 



152 LYRA HELLENICA. 

And bearing on their fragrance ; and he brings 
Music of birds, and rustling of young boughs, 
And sound of swaying branches^ and the voice 
Of distant waterfalls. All the green herbs 
Are stirring in his breath ; a thousand flowers. 
By the roadside, and the borders of the brook, 
Nod gaily to each other ; glossy leaves 
Are twinkling in the sun, as if the dew 
Were on them yet, and silver waters break 
Into small waves, and sparkle as he comes. 



IX. 

" The Burial-Place,'' a fragment, by Bryant. ■ 

Erewhile, on England's pleasant shores, our sires 

Left not their churchyards unadorned with shades 

Or blossoms ; and indulgent to the strong 

And natural dread of man's last home, the grave. 

Its frost and silence — they disposed around, 

To soothe the melancholy spirit that dwelt 

Too sadly on life's close, the forms and hues 

Of vegetable beauty. — -There the yew, 

Green even amid the snows of winter, told 

Of immortality, and gracefully 

The willow, a perpetual mourner, drooped ; 

And there the gadding woodbine crept about, 



PART IV. LYRA HELLENICA. 153 

avOrj (7K€8d^€L TrdvTa, rrjv t evoa-yLiav 
(pepcof afjL avTcp KOv(pov i^alpet 7ro8a, 
opvi9 Kar akaos evarofxe?^ KXa8o9 re tls 

\j/0(p€L TTVOaiaLV rj7rLOL9 KLVovixevov 

(fyvXXcDv rpo/JLOvi'Tcop, i^dv t rj-)(r}aep irpoaco 
KprjvoLa Trrjycov peWpa' TepireraL yXt^rj 
(BaipopTOS' avTOv rmj/ (j)VTCoi^ iravToi eOvrjy 
avOrj re iravra^ TroTafxtCDv pocov ireXas^ 
7]8^ ev6a avix^alvovcFLV ifxiropcop odoi, 
Xalpet avvcp^a^ Tvpos re (j)co9 ixearjix^pLvov 
ra (j)vXX* diravya^ovTa rrjv 8pocrov 8ok€l 
eKOVT dvLcrxeiVj dpyvpco 6* o/jloV Idelf, 
K€Li/ov IX0X0VT09, vBara fiapfxalpeL Trpoaco. 



IX, 

Ta irpocrO eir olktols ^ AyyXias lirrjpaTOLS 
TrXeKTcop dpLoipovs (rTejJLpLarcoi/ re KevcpcXovs" 
aKLOis TTOT elcop ovSa/Jiov OrjKas veKpcov' 
Kcu 8rj (pvaeL toctovtov dfxire^eL Seas' 
Kpvos re (TLyrj t vararov Ovtjtcov dofxoi^, 
coar djiKpLTeipaL yapixa iravToioov (j)VTooi/, 
/JLT] TTCos ^lov TO Tepfxa T0V9 Oavovpiivovs 
(po^cp Tapd^aL, apciXaKes re yap peaov 
X^tp-copos ev6^ rji/Orjaap, ev 6' rjjBrjs dKpifj 
Traatv peveLv 7rpov(pr)pap dp^porov filov' 
Ireai r eKpvy\rav^ coy daKpvovaac, Kdpa, 
avOrj T eOaXXe pvpc ^ r)v S eKec ttoXvs 



154 LYRA HELLENICA. 

And there the ancient ivy. From the spot, 
Where the sweet maiden, in her blossoming years 
Cut off, was laid with streaming eyes, and hands 
That trembled as they placed her there, the rose 
Sprung modest on bowed stalk, and better spoke 
Her graces, than the proudest monument. 
There children set about their playmate's grave 
The pansy. On the infant's little bed, 
Wet at its planting with maternal tears. 
Emblem of early sweetness, early death, 
Nestled the lowly primrose. Childless dames. 
And maids that would not raise the reddened eye- — 
Orphans, from whose young lids the light of joy 
Fled early, — silent lovers, who had given 
All that they lived for to the arms of earth, 
Came often, o'er the recent graves to strew 
Their offerings, — rue, and rosemary, and flowers. 
The pilgrim-bands, who passed the sea to keep 
Their Sabbaths in the eye of God alone. 
In his wide temple of the wilderness. 
Brought not these simple customs of the heart 
With them. It might be, while they laid their dead 
By the vast solemn skirts of the old groves. 



PART IV. LYRA HELLENICA. 155 

KL(rcro9 TraXaios, kolL p tcrcos eKel KOpa 
ved TLS i^Tj^coaa, vrjXeel fiopco 

TTLKpOLS eK€LTO (TVV yOOL9 TeOa/JLfjLei^T}, 

XeTpas re Od/mlBos' rols Kjepi^aaLV Td(f)cp 
Karea-^e, KOLKel ttolklXcoj/ avOr] podcov 
Tairelv av rjvOeLy fxaprvpes aa(f)eaTaTOLy 
TTOLVTCov 6* 0(7 iarl pivrjixaTOov vTreprepot, 
viai re Tralbes (pcXrdTTjS' opLrjXiKOs 
XoLS eKoo-fJLOVP o-y/ma' prjiriov fipi<pov9 
OrjKOLO'L, firjrpos' SaKpvoiS' KeKXavjbiei/ac^^ 
yJKpia^ev avOos r/piprj^ oopas oirep 
del veov reOrjXe, KevcpiXco^ piopop 
Traldcoi' aKaipov k^eo-rjprjvev ^porois* 
\al dr] T€KovaaL KeTae rwv irai^cov iroOco 
TToXXal (TVvrjXOoVy Kai /bLeTCOTroaaxp popes' 
Kopat XaOpalov 6pip.a KXcpaaac ^apLai* 
TToXXoL re Tracdes' 6p(f)avL(j6ivT€9 irarpos 
X^pds T dpiOipoL rrjs vrplp, el re tls (j)pepa 
Sr]\6el9 epcoTL dvcrpiopop rpl^ei ^lovy 
e^ ov ddp^apra Odvaros ev rdipois ^X^c, 
iravTes (TVvrjXOoVy Kels ra(j)oi' KTeplorpLara 
eaTTTjaav dvOr] TrXeKra^ rcov veKpcov yepas. 
aX)\! ol TraXac ttot ovresj ol KeWev ^porcoj^ 
ras vavs KaOoppbiaavTes evaXlco irXarrj^ 
dyvas 6^ eoprds' rjpiepas re ^ovOvtovs 
OeS (l)€p0PTe9 d^pOTOv els epyptlap 
ov drj ^Sida^ai^ rovs pieOvarepov rdde. 
iacos yap evpop, evr dvrjXicov ireXas 
vaiTcov eKpyy^rav tovs veKpovs vecp Td(f)(p, 



156 LYRA HELLENICA. 

And the fresh virgin soil poured forth strange flowers 

About their graves ; and the familiar shades 

Of their ov^n native isle, and v^^onted blooms, 

And herbs v^ere wanting, which the pious hand 

Might plant or scatter there, these gentle rites 

Passed out of use. Now they are scarcely known, 

And rarely in our borders may you meet 

The tall larch, sighing in the burial-place. 

Or willow, trailing low its boughs to hide 

The gleaming marble. Naked rows of graves 

And melancholy ranks of monuments 

Are seen instead, where the coarse grass, between, 

Shoots up its dull green spikes, and in the wind 

Hisses, and the neglected bramble nigh 

Offers its berries to the schoolboy's hand, 

In vain— they grow too near the dead. Yet here 

Nature, rebuking the neglect of man. 

Plants often, by the ancient mossy stone. 

The brier-rose, and upon the broken turf 

That clothes the fresher grave, the strawberry vine 

Sprinkles its swell with blossoms, and lays forth 

Her ruddy, pouting fruit. 



PART IV. LYRA HELLENICA. 157 

€^ evfxevovs re, (jycXTarrj^ rpocjyov dUrjUy 
Oavfiaara koXttov yai eTricnreLpev rdcpoL^ 
avOr]' avvr]6r}9 ^ , g)s to irplv, depdpcou crKLa 
Kcu (j)vXX' aTrrjv olKeta, kolL (J)vtcop oaa 
eOvrj TEKOvcr eOpey\rev rj TraXat Trarpa, 
oly ol (Twai/JLOL Kapr av ecrreiXav Td(j)op, 
jjLeOUro KTjdevpa tt]9 OrjKr/9 rode, 
avff 6}v oXcoXe ravra' kolp rfjSe yOovl 
ov TToAA* au €vpoL9 Sei^dpa iravrayov^ veKpcDv 
6r]KaLS eTTLCTKOTrovvTa, koll XlOcov virep 
aKiav 7rpoT€LvovT €v(J)lXt]' Tolyap rrdpa 
6r]Kas T drepireTs koll ra^as TravaOXlovSj 
e^Oiara Travrcov^ elaiSeli/ eV o/xfiacru 
fxear] Se tcovS aypOLKOv eKipepet Kapa 
(fipiacreL r eV avpa^ ^eivov dvOco^rjs iroa. 
(TTvyprj T aKavOa Kapirov ei) Kopnareov 
edcoK€ Tracal, tcoj/ KeKevOorcov ireXas. 
Oeos re OvrjrcDVy taOc, rdpieXeLv \j/eycoj/ 
OiXei TL9 oiyy^L rod XiOoarpcorov ra(j)ov 
dvOcov ved^eiv KdXXo^, e/c t avrrj^ yOovo^:, 
r]TL9 veov 6 av OPT 09 dfnTe^eL v€kvv, 
r)^(0VT dvrjKev a/uLTreXos' fSXacrTyinaTa, 
oldovvra r epvrj ixvpL0t9 Kapirols xX^^d. 



158 LYRA HELLENICA. 



X. 

*' The Birth of the Year,'' by F. Tennyson. 

Let us speak low, the Infant is asleep, 

The frosty hills grow sharp, the day is near, 
And Phosphor with his taper comes to peep 
Into the cradle of the new-born year ; 
Hush ! the Infant is asleep ; 
Monarch of the Day and Night, 
Whisper, yet it is not light. 
The Infant is asleep ! 

Those arms shall crush great serpents ere to-morrow, 
His closed eyes shall wake to laugh and weep ; 
His lips shall curl with mirth and writhe with sorrow, 
And charm up Truth and Beauty from the deep : 
Softly ! softly ! let us keep 
Our vigils ; visions cross his rest, 
Prophetic pulses stir his breast, 
Although he be asleep. 

Now Life and Death armed in his presence wait. 
Genii with lamps are standing at the door ; 
Oh ! he shall sing sweet Ksongs, he shall relate 
Wonder and glory, and hopes untold before. 



PART IV. LYRA HELLENICA. 159 



^Lyare irpos O^cov' fxr^rpos coy eV ayKokai^ 
6 7raL9 KaOevdet' vvv yap iyyl^et (pdo9 
TO XevKOTTcoXou rj/jLepa9y plyo^ r oprj 
KaTea\e, vvv yap Xa/uLTrades' (l)a€O'(j)0p0L 
TrapetcTLV rj8r) aTrapyavcov eTrlo-KOTrot 
iv olcTi KELTai Oeiov evvacrOev ^picpos. 
cnyare' pur] tl9 (pOeyparcov korrco ktvtto^' 
evdet yap, evdei, vvktos rjpiepa^ r ava^, 
KOVTTCo 7re(f)rjv iwov rjXlov 0ao9. 
Kal TTplv (pavrjvat (j)eyyo^, ayplovs oipets' 
ovTOS" KparrjaeL yepal^ Stj'lov repag' 
^(w vvv virv(o6el9 opLpca, 8aKpvoL9 veav 
rey^et Trapelav Kal yeXcor iXevOepov, 
Xapa T aTrXrjorrcp Kal ttoXlv Xvtttj (fypevcov 
dov9 avTOVy TjcreL. roiyap rjav^ov TroSa 
KopLii^er aypvirvovvre^ opipiacnv (piXois, 
rj yap tl Oelov piivos ivvTrvlcov (ppecrl 
wdpecrrL, pidvTLS 0* o^S" tl9 eh vttvov irecrcov 
bpa TO peXXov. eV 6vpa9 TraplaTaTat 
OdvaTOs ff opiOL(09 X^ l^i'O^y 6elo9 t o^Xos 
evvals opLcXely X^P^'- XapLiradas" (pepcov, 
acreL t ap avTOS vpivov, eXTrtSa^ vias 
Op€\j/ovTa d6^T]9 Kal kXeov^ p.€6vaT€pov. 



160 LYRA HELLENICA. 

Murmur memories, that may creep 
Into his ears, of eld sublime ; 
Let the youngest-born of Time 
Hear music in his sleep ! 

Quickly he shall awake, the East is bright, 
And the hot glow of the unrisen sun 
Hath kissed his brow with promise of its light. 
His cheek is red with victory to be won. 
Quickly shall our King awake, 
Strong as giants, and arise ; 
Sager than the old and wise 
The Infant shall awake ! 

His childhood shall be froward, wild, and thwart ; 
His gladness fitful, and his anger blind : 
But tender spirits shall o'ertake his heart^ — 
Sweet tears and golden moments, bland and kind. 
He shall give delight and take. 
Charm, enchant, dismay, and soothe ; 
Raise the dead and touch with youth ; 
Oh ! sing, that he may wake ! 

Where is the sword to gird upon his thigh ? 
Where is his armour, and his laurel-crown ? 
For he shall be a conqueror ere he die. 
And win him kingdoms wider than his own ; 
Like the earthquake he shall shake 
Cities down, and waste like fire ; 



PART IV. LYRA HELLENICA. 161 

ay ovv' eV odcrl rcov naXac ireTrpay^xevcDV 
fxvrjixr]v eyetpeiv' vvv 6 iral^, veo9 irep cof^ 
Kaipos yoip^ lepov acr/xarcoz^ <p6oyyov piOiOrj' 
Kcu St] Tax VTTvov Scopa XaKTL(TeL9, tIkvov' 
rrjv crrfv yap 6\j/Li', cos* icoOcuM (paei 
pLrJTTO) (j)avevTos tjXlov^ Xa/uLirpos' TrpeTret^, 

VLK1]9 T€ TTiara TavO' OpCO T€Kfl7]pLa. 

Becvcp re prjrpos yTjyepels' 7ral8a9 x6ovo9 
VTTVOV ^^eyepOeis' Travra^ eKVLKCov fievet 
7]^€t9, yepovTCDv T ovda/uicos' el^eis (ppeal. 
Kal 7rai9 er (hu, j^laLOs, avOadr/S' (jjavec, 
b^vs T eV opyrjv' arofXia r ov Se^rj, reKvov, 
doKCOp T€ xaipeLv, KavOis ely ayOo^ Treacop' 
ofxcos Se pivTOL Kapdia^ to peiXL^pv 
crTrj6o9 cr vipepxj/ei, Ka^eXa Ovpov jSeXr], 
Kal Oepp OLTT oaacov vdpaT eKprj^ei^ TraXtv. 
TToXXrjv T€ dcocret^ avTos €v(ppavOe\9 xapav, 
(fylXacs' eTTCpdaLS' (haTrepel ktjXcop (jypepa^' 
KavOi^ (f)o(3r]a€L9, avT09 epL-^v^pv TraXiv 
Tov irplv OavovTOs acopa (pappaK0i9 TtOel^' 
vpvov 5* iyeip€LP, o? ptf ef vitpov fiaXei. 
TTOv drj ^L(j)09, TTpoj^Xrjpa Se^la^ X^P^^ ? 
Ta 6 oTrXa 7rap<paivovTa Kal Sacfyvrjs' CFTecprj ; 
Kal drj Kparrjaecy irplv Oavelp, Ketvo9 po-XV^ 
p,€L^co T dpa^ec tcop virapxoPTCOp Opovcov. 
Kal aeiorpos cos* r^y, TrpepvoOev iravcoXeO pov9 
TToXeis KaOaipcop avT09 epTrprjaeL irvpi' 
TOT e^eyepOel^ pei^opag irvpycopao-L 
(fypd^et pioLCTLP dp(f)L9' rjS eV oppacn 

M 



\62 LYRA HELLENICA. 

Then build them stronger, pile them higher, 
When he shall awake. 

In the dark spheres of his unclosed eyes 

The sheeted lightnings lie, and clouded stars, 

That shall glance softly, as in summer skies. 

Or stream o'er thirsty deserts, winged with wars : 

For, in the pauses of dread hours. 

He shall fling his armour ofl", 

And like a reveller sing and laugh 

And dance in ladies' bowers. 

Ofttimes in his Midsummer he shall turn 

To look on the dead blooms with weeping eyes ; 
O'er ashes of frail Beauty stand and mourn, 
And kiss the bier of stricken Hope with sighs : 
Ofttimes, like light of onward seas, 
He shall hail great days to come. 
Or hear the first dread note of doom. 
Like torrents on the breeze. 

His manhood shall be blissful and sublime, 
With stormy sorrows and severest pleasures ; 
And his crowned age upon the top of Time 
Shall throne him, great in glories, rich in treasures. 
The sun is up, the day is breaking, 
Sing ye sweetly, draw anear. 
Immortal be the new-born Year, 
And blessed be his waking ! 



PART IV. LYRA KELLENICA. 163 

Tol^ TravT av7rvoL9 acrrpaTrrjs (pXeyec /SeXr]' 
acFTpCDV T d(paifTCoi' KaXXo^, oh ixeOvcrrepov 
Xa/jLyj/€L fxecrovvTOs r}p09 ovpavov ttoXo^' 
detpS T eprjpov^ Sixj/la^ iTroyj/erac 
fxefei, TrrepcoTol^ crvv BpopoLs, ' Aprj irveoiv. 
TOT av6i9 aXXo9, KOVKeO auT09 (hv^ eKcov 
p-axv^ XeXyOco^, KOLK^aXcop oirXayv ^apo£, 
eh irapOevwvas €vla> /3aK)(€vp.aTL 
Trai^odv ^opevcreL, iroXXaKLS t avTOS Oepovs" 
KaL0VT09 rjSr], ^aKpvcnv ofxpaTcoi^ cctto 
T€y^€L Tvapelav^ av6o9 e^rjfioi^ iBXeTTCoi', 
OLKTpav T€ KXavaei tcov irplv (hpalcov airobov 
Ibcov, (f)6LV0vaa9 t eXTriSa^ Opr^vrjaeTai. 
j(a)7r(D9 TTpos avyas r]Xiov Ta KvpuaTa 
KXv^ec TrpoacoOep, rjpepwv KXetvcov (f)ao9 
avTOS TTpocpcoucDi^ OecTTTLcreLy Koi BeipiaTCov 
(f)r]fJLr}P TravOLKTpcDVy pavTLS cdv, dKOvaeTac, 
cocnrep ^epei tls pevp^aTcov dovTTOv ttpot], 
Kcu pLTjv fxiyav tiv oX^ov e^av^povp.evo9 
€^€c, did^et T dcrfiefcos' eV -qdovals, 
opLCos 8 dOiKTOv ov8apico9 Xv7r7)9, iBloj/. 
ov8* evbla ^coi't, dXXa y evKXela piiyav 
Orjaei vlv oX^lolo-lv iv OpovoLs xpovog 
ttXovtco 0* vTvepyXi^wPTa' (j)m S' cctt alOepos 
evcjyeyyes^ ocrcroL^ dorpievcov TreXa^eTat. 
Tolyap 7reXa^eaO\ evXvpov 6^ vpivov tou)(09 
iyeipaT vpeTs' X^^P^ ^ djx^pOTOv /Specjjo^' 
rjS €VTVX0ir]9, evfieprj^ t eaTCO 6eo9. 



u2 



APPENDIX I. 



TRANSLATIONS INTO HEXAMETER 

AND OTHER METRES, 

BY 

E. R. HUMPHREYS, LL.D. 



APPENDIX I 



EXERCISE I. 

Passage from the " Bride of Ahydos,"" 
Canto II. Stanza 27. 

By Helle's stream there is a voice of wail ! 
And woman's eye is wet — man's cheek is pale ; 
Zuleika ! last of GiafRr's race, 

Thy destined lord is come too late — 
He sees not — ne'er shall see thy face ! 

Can he not hear 
The loud Wul-wulleh warn his distant ear ? 
Thy handmaids weeping at the gate, 
The Koran-chanters of the hymn of fate, 
The silent slaves with folded arms that wait, 
Sighs in the Hall and shrieks upon the gale. 

Tell him thy tale ! 
Thou didst not view thy Selim fall ! 

That fearful moment when he left the cave 

Thy heart grew chill : 
He was thy hope — thy joy — thy love — thine all ! 
And that last thought on him thou could'st not save 

Suffic'd to kill ! 
Burst forth in one wild cry, and all was still ! 
Peace to thy broken heart and virgin grave ! 
O ! happy, but of life to lose the worst ! 
That grief, though deep, though fatal, was thy first ! 



APPENDIX I. 167 

EXERCISE I. 

Passage from the ''Bride of Ahydos.'" 

Translated in imitation of the Chorus in the Agamemnon of ^schylus. 
Line 960. 

'0£eW irepLareveL 

^vfiixiyc^v Topo9 yoos 

yrjpvcDv vTrep OaXaaaav EAXT^y' 

KXavfia Kopcof, ^oepov 8eo9 aTTTerac avSpcov, 

€pvo9 a> Ta(j)e[pLOi^ 

^ovXLKrj pLOVOV^ ore b ovv 

ovTToO* varepos rjKOov 

ao9 o'^eral ye vvp(l)LOs' aa(pT] 

^aivei ra rov worpov yoos 

amv KOpcov^ lepov S eiroy 

TrayKparrj Keyov Tvyy]Vj 

SovXla 8 d(j)copLa. 

yiOcov (Boa (TT0V0i9 (TTeyat r ' 
aXXa ^ifXipov a(l)ayas 
aov XdOpa y err e^6doL9 dOvpov 
X^lp (l)0VLa WeXea' ol\opeva9 Se aw avrco 
TrpoaKOTTOvcr dp! iXTrida^ 
Kol rd iravra y\ Ik pids 
KapSla aeOev r]^rj9 
^Lappayelcr eTvavcar els del, 
CO rpiapaKacpa irapOevos 
KarOavovG-a, ^lov KaKcov 
aiva pev ere Trpcora o e^- 
etA' dxv M'Opcp ^pa^el. 



168 APPENDIX I. 

Thrice happy ! ne'er to feel nor fear the force 
Of absence, shame, pride, hate, revenge, remorse ! 
And oh ! that pang where more than madness lies, 
The worm that will not sleep, and never dies ! 
Thought of the gloomy day and ghastly night. 
That dreads the darkness, and yet loathes the light ; 
That winds around and sears the quivering heart ! 
Oh ! wherefore not consume it, and depart ? 
Woe to thee, rash and unrelenting chief! 
Vainly thou heap'st the dust upon thy head. 
Vainly the sackcloth o'er thy limbs doth spread ; 
By that same hand Abdallah — Selim bled ! 
Now let it tear thy beard in idle grief: 
Thy pride of heart, thy bride for Osman's bed, 
She whom thy Sultan had but seen to w^ed. 
Thy daughter's dead ! 
Hope of thine age, thy twilight's lonely beam, 
The star hath set that shone on Helle's stream. . 
What quenched its ray ? — The blood that thou hast shed !• 
Hark to the hurried question of Despair ! 
'' Where is my child ?"— an echo answers — '' Where ?" 



APPENDIX I. 169 

aoer}9 t oa[oi^€l y , as KaKia t 
aldcos' re /BpoTOio-i ^vrevet' 
rod Se TvXeov fxavlas 
drjy/jiao-LP dKafiaroLS 
aKcoXrjKos rjcrO^ aTraOys' dvLWvros^ 
(f)cos oO* rjfjiepas (ppeves 
vvKra r e^ Icrrjs KPe(j)aL- 
av arvyovcr dixri)(avoiy 

KOiV KeVolcTLV EK TTOVWV 

ov reXecr(j)op(ov (j)vyr}P 

rjXTTLaav vicov d del. 

CO Va^, dXXd ao\ ovk oipeXos kovls iarl (jct/co? 0\ 

OS dTTTjveaLV ' A/Sdrjp 
^r]XLp.ov 0^ eXes (KpayalS' 

2ot b OVK dp-V^rj Trcoycovos dp-qyeC 
Ovyaryp yap aot i^vp(pTj (BaaiXecos 
aTToXcoX 'Ocrpyjvos avvp(pos' 
Kal yap av avriK Idcov 
roLOv eXocro yapov, 
rrjs (Trjs dyaXpa (ppepos Trporipcop ye. 
rls Se orr]v 7rapay\rv^r]v 
yrjpofioaKov, aarpov (hs 
(fxorl xeiparos Kve(f)as 
OoXttov €K7rpe7r€L, ^6ovos 
X^PH'f^ rrjorde, rls it or ovv 
ea/Bea ; ov)(l aos ^ovos ; 
TTov poc, TTOv reKvov earl; SvaeXTrts drv^opevos re 

(^pevas pdXa Kpd^eis, 
TTOV S* ; dpel^erac vdiros* 



170 APPENDIX I, 



II. 

Horace, Epistles, B. I. Ep. 14. 

Villice silvarum et mihi me reddentis agelli, 
Quern tu fastidis, habitatum quinque focis, et 
Quinque bonos solitum Variam dimittere patres ; 
Certemus, spinas animone ego fortius, an tu 
Evellas agro ; et melior sit Horatius, an res. 
Me quamvis Lamiae pietas et cura moratur, 
Fratrem moerentis, rapto de fratre dolentis 
Insolabiliter ; tamen istuc mens animusque 
Fert, et amat spatiis obstantia rumpere claustra. 
Rure ego viventem, tu dicis in urbe beatum : 
Cui placet alterius, sua nimirum est odio sors. 
Stultus uterque locum immeritum causatur inique ; 
In culpa est animus, qui se non eifugit unquam. 
Tu mediastinus tacita prece rura petebas ; 
Nunc urbem et ludos et balnea villicus optas ; 
Me constare mihi scis, et discedere tristem, 
Quandocunque trahunt invisa negotia Romam. 
Non eadem miramur ; eo disconvenit inter 
Meqne et te : nam, qu£e deserta et inhospita tesqua 
Credis, amoena vocat, mecum qui sentit, et odit, 
Quae tu pulchra putas : fornix tibi et uncta popina 
Incutiunt urbis desiderium, video ; et quod 



APPENDIX I. 171 

ir. 

Horace, Ejnstles, B. I. E|>. 14. 

Translated into Greek Hexameters. 

yicopiSlov i7rL0vp\ kvO alei yiyvofx ifxelo, 
aAAa av Ovfxov daa, irevO laTiyatu ipoLKOv, 
TTevTe be kcu irarepas ^apirjs ayopr]vbe bibovros — - 
vvv ipidaifcopiev, irorep ovv drj Kpelaaov aKavOas 
Ovjxo^opovs oLp eycdy rjirep crv ye ra^ oltto yairjs 
eKvlXXet^' irorep ecrnv 'OparLOs r] kou apovpa 
^eXrLOv. aXX epe irep Aaplov aw irevOecn pcKTOP, 
reOvrjCDT obvvrjat bvcnaroLaLV ddeX(j)oif 
KOTTTop^evoVy Kai vvv /x eXKei (ppevos^ tp^epo^ alirvs^ 
wpos' cr diro (BaX^ldcov p.aXa dr] p^ep^acora (pepeaOat. 
Tov p.ev eyco valovr dypovs, av Se kou tov ev daret 
oXlBl^et^' pLOLpav 8* erepov, %aO\ rjv tl9 eTraLvfj, 
avTos erjv (rrvyeet' dXX* 0)8' d8LKOL9 eireeacTL 
pLCopol dpcopi-qrovs xcopas ovord^op^ev dp.(l)co. 
aLTi09 earl vv Ovpos, by ovk dXeelvet e avrov. 
ev^opevos 8e ttot , darv vepicov, ycoprjaat eV dypov^, 
vvv dypcov eiTLOVpo^ eeX8eai avOis dycovcov 
8tjp,o(tlcov, kcu XoveaOat pvTrococrt aw oxXol9. 
KalroL opiOLOS eyw de\ KaKa 8aKpva XetlSco 
avTOS' 07TCDS ev oJaO\ oirorav pi deKOvra TroXLv8e 
eXKTj TL arvyepov XP^^^' '^ ^^'^ ^P* ^V^^ 0/Aa 6vpS 
dXXa TreXet Kai aot, coare (ppoveecv dvopoia ; 
r/y yap, epol iaa (ppovecov, ovx oaaa y eprjpa 
aol 8oKeeL 8rj vvv d^euvd r, eTrrjpaT dv e'cTTOt, 
oaaa 8e KaXa KoXei^y pivaap avrcKa Kapr bvopL-qvai ; 
rjivov TTopvelov Kpeicov re ae vvv ttoOos' otttcov 



ITS APPENDIX I. 

Angulus iste feret piper et tus ocius uva : 
Nee vicina subest, vinum praebere, taberna, 
Qu^ possit tibi : nee meretra tibieina, eujux 
Ad strepitum salias terrae gravis : et tamen urges 
Jampridem non tacta ligonibus arva, bovemque 
Disjunctum euras, et strictis frondibus exples : 
Addit opus pigro rivus, si decidit imber, 
Multa mole doeendus aprieo pareere prata. 
Nunc, age, quid nostrum concentum dividat, audi. 
Quern tenues deeuere togge nitidique eapilli, 
Quem seis immunem Cinarae plaeuisse rapaei, 
Quern bibulum liquidi media de luee Falerni, 
Coena brevis juvat, et prope rivum somnus in herba ; 
Nee lusisse pudet, sed non incidere ludum. 
Non istic obliquo oculo mea commoda quisquam 
Limat ; non odio obscuro morsuque venenat : 
Rident vicini glebas et saxa moventem. 
Cum servis urbana diaria rodere mavis ? 
Horum tu in numerum voto ruis ? Invidet usum 
Lignorum et pecoris tibi ealo argutus et horti. 
Optat ephippia bos piger ; optat arare eaballus : 
Quam seit uterque, libens (eensebo) exerceat artem. 



I 



APPENDIX I. 173 

SapdaTTTCOP 0/)€z/a9 eiX' ap^rjv^ OvecDV re iraXacwv 
KapwcDV T dXXodaTTCoi'' ovd rjKiCTT ohos", olco, 
TTjXov icov KVL^eL a\ ovd* ear avXr^rph iralpr], 
rjy VTTO Bivrjaets KeXabeivrjs irocrcrl ISe^alrjv 
ov Kov(f)OL9 Kporecoif yOova' kolI pa rot alev apovpav 
revyecTLV djiji(j)L€7r€LS' dSp.rjTTji'y a^erXie^ kou I^ovv 
KeKpLTjcoTa Xveis KaLfols- (pvXXotac ko/xl^cov, 
KCLi fJLTjif ovK oXlyov^, OT eTTL^pLarj A^oy OpLlSpO^y * 
pio^6ov9 7rXr]pe9 top aol Orjaei tovto peeOpov, 
dv<j\€p€s Icryavaav KparepaL^ oltto Xetp.aKOS' o)(0ac9' 
AAA aye vvv epeco, tivos €iV€K air aXXrjXouv 
p6a(pi ScecTTTjpei' y' ch 0* etpar erjvbave Ovpicp 
XeirroTar evKoap^oi re KO/maL, ov Kaiirep ddcopop 
OVK aTrecoo"* dprra^ K.cpdp7], « r rjfxaTL puiaaco 
oivov Kcu TTLVOVTi KaT7]yJ.cov ay\i poacov, 
dorpLevcp Tjv v7rvo9 iin XelpaKt TroirjevrL — 
Topd kyei ov iraiaavra Ti9 aldco^, dXX* en kou vvv 
TOLOvTCov epocovT ' ovdels' oaaoLcnv eV dypcov 
ovS e/xe Orjelrai (pOovepol^, ovS e^Oos aSrjXov 
ta-\eL evl KpaSlrj^ p,aXXov d' oworav pie paKeXXay 
yrjv rapvovO opocoae, yeXaaaovcn Kara Ovpiov, 
rjXlOt, Tj pidXa dy, olov dovXoiaiv opi^eu 
yXiaxpv l3p(opa ttoXl^, pwp ev^opievo^ eparl^ets' ; 
aAX* av aoi pi-qXcov ^Ooveei irds- evOdde SovXos' 
Kal Xa)(avcov, Xapnrpcov re irvpcov vvv ola ae OaXireL, 
Ittttos dpovv eparai, l3ov9 elWeAos* ep^ptevac Imrcoy 
rjv de TL9 eldelrj reyvrfv^ rr/vd epdoi eKaaros. 

" Cf. Horn. 11. V. 90. 



174 



APPENDIX I. 

in. 

The Prairie Grave. 

He will slumber as well and as soundly there, 

As a prince in a bannered aisle ; 
And his dust will as many true tear-drops share, 

As the gorgeous marble pile. 
No words to be read are over his head, 

And no sculptured praise to save 
The fame of the pilgrim, pale and dead. 

In his lonely prairie grave. 

But the whispering breezes wander there. 

And they speak of the sky above him, 
Of the stars that are there, all bright and fair. 

Like spirits that watch and love him : 
And a bright stream flows near his lone repose, 

While each lowly murmuring wave 
Seems to heave a sigh, as it hurries by 

The grass-grown prairie grave ! 

O ! the one that sleeps in that lonely spot, 

Left fondness and love behind him ! 
And there's one yet weeps, who has not forgot 

In her heart of hearts to find him. 
Ah ! that lonely mound in the prairie wild 

Comes oft to a mother's musing. 
When she bends and prays for the absent child 

She has sighed for ever since losing. 



APPENDIX I. 175 

III. 

Greek Elegiacs. ^ 

KeWc Oavcov 6 raXas rjbvv KOi/jbrjaeraL vttvov^ 

Olov y ov Kparepolg Ipa rpoTraca vep.eC 
Trjde KOveL Oakep ev^dorei roaa haKpva ripuqv^ 

Oaaa XiOov Koap^el p.app.apov evpv yepay. 
Ov yXviTTcov TvpL^ov drjXoL crripieLOv eTralvcov' 

Ov Kop.TTOvs' S6^r]9 eK7rpo\eovaL Xoyoc. 
K^elOi piovo^y Kpv(f)Oels^ ttolol XecpLcovo^ epr/piov, 

TrjXe (pLXr]9 irarpas Kelrac ev rjav^ia. 

'^Avff avepicov ae\ \j/tOvpLap.a pLeXt^erat rjdv, 

AyyeXXov (j)r}pirjj/ aWepo^ aOavarov — 
Aarepas^ ayyeXXov XapLirpovs' Oeiovs re dvvaaras^ 

Ottttcos' (tcov (jyvXaKOL^ avrov e\ovaL (plXais. 
'KyyvOt Kol TTorapiOS' xaypel Xtyvpolai peeOpoL^, 

Ez^ Oprjvcp pLvvpw veKpov odvpopevo^, 
'Ael S' a>9 Tvp^ov iroiavOw o.yyi irapappel 

AaKpvrS arova^as e^avtrjcrt ttoOco. 

Kat vvp ev Tredlco KevOet y acplXr/ro^ ^PVH-^ 

AvTos^ rrjXoO* opcos rjBvv epcora Xlttcov, 
^vrjprjv yap aco^ovcr Ipav ev arrjOecrLV avrov 

H Kovprj Kovpov KXaieL aTroL^opievov. 
YloXXoLKLs -q pirjTTjp l3o(TKeL yrj9 (ppovrlS' eprjpir]^^ 

Kat pieXeo9 Kpadcas' ovttot anvecm ra^oy. 
Ys^idTToff vTTep TTacSos' XiravT] Ta9 )(eLpa9 aviayei 

'^PrjyvvT dvlarov kcu to iraXaiov a^os*. 

b This and the two following pieces were turned by Dr. H.'s Pupils, but 
revised and altered by him. 



176 APPENDIX I. 

'Twas a summer morn in the solitude, 

E'er the sun on the prairie rose, 
That we dressed the dead for his lonely bed, 

And bore him to his repose. 
O the silence then of the broad, broad sky. 

And the wide-spread green below, 
Seem'd to hush e'en the waters rolling by 

Into strange and solemn woe ! 

Not a willow twig, not a stone was there. 

To be left on the simple mound ; 
But the grass is green, and the flowers are fair, 

That are sprinkled there around. 
No words to be read are over his head, 

And no sculptured praise to save 
The fame of the pilgrim, pale and dead. 

In his lonely prairie grave. 



APPENDIX I. 177 

'D.pals' eV OepLval^j ottot bp6p09 ecjyaivero 7rpcoT09, 

¥s.ap OaXepa iroia Kaivrj eKCLTO Spocro^y 
^TeiXavres vopLLp.oiCTL veKVv TreTrXcofjiacnv evOvg 

Yilpr]vr]^ evvr]v KdrOepiev eh xOapiaXrjv, 
Tola St] acyy kvkXov iravr al6ep09 f^X^? 

To/a T evpelav yrjv ^(Xoepcop TreSlcoi/, 
Oore /Spo/jiov kol TravaaaOai ra peeOpa iraXaiov, 

^\{(jv)(jLOV OTT a^ovs avTiXa^ovTa TriKpdv. 

Ov8* eXiirr] (fyiXla^ iwc tv/jl^g) /uLprj/bLa TaireLvcp, 

Ov KXd8o9 Irelas- Trei/Ot/JLOV, ovSe XlOo9. 
'AXX* dvdpLOpia TrepL^ crKe^acrev <pvaL9 rfpiva KaXXr}, 

^XcDpOTarrjv iro'iav KoivOeiia Xa/jLTrpOTara. 
Ov yXvTTTCdv TVfx^ov dTjXoL (Trjfjieiov eTraivcoVy 

Qv ko/jlttov^ do^T]^ iK7rpo)(^eovcn Xoyot, 
KelOc p.6vo9, Kpv(f)Oeh ttolol X^c/jlcouos' iprjfxov, 

TrjXe (ptXyy Trarpas Keirac eV r]av\ia. 



178 APPENDIX fi 



IV. 

Hymn of the Universe. 
(From the " Britannia.") 

Roll on, thou sun ! for ever roll. 

Thou giant rushing through the heaven : 
Creation's wonder, nature's soul ! 

Thy golden v^heels by angels driven ; 
The planets die without thy blaze ; 

And cherubim with star-dropt wing, 
Float in thy diamond-sparkling rays — 

Thou brightest emblem of their king. 

Roll, lovely earth ! and still roll on. 

With ocean's azure beauty bound ; 
While one sweet star, the pearly moon. 

Pursues thee through the blue profound ; 
And angels, with delighted eyes. 

Behold thy tints of mount and stream, 
From the high walls of paradise. 

Swift whirling like a glorious dream. 

Roll, planets ! on your dazzling road. 

For ever sweeping round the sun ; 
What eye beheld when first ye giow'd — 

What eye shall see your courses done ? 
Roll in your solemn majesty. 

Ye deathless splendour of the skies ! 
High altars from which angels see 

The incense of creation rise. 



APPENDIX I. 179 



IV. 
'YMN02 EIS TON K02M0N. 

'O (j)vo'€C09 '^vxv? ™^ TvavTCDV Oavjxa (paeivov, 
HAte, KXeLve yiyav, dtcfypOLat dc ovpavov evpvv 
* AyyeXoKLi/rjTOLS' op/xcop^ dXlacTTO^ iXlcrcrov, 
2^ (j)XoylXafX7rpap.oi'r)aaTpcDi'7Tvpal3ocrK€T aXrjTCDV, 
^cop de Kcu aKTLvcov, oar el KaXXiarrov avaKTO's 
YliKacrpL v\j/L(TTOV, TrepLfxap/uLaipovcrtp eV avycds 
Ovpaj^idaL, Trrepa oreL0VT€9 (pXoyep darepoevra. 

Fata, (TV d\ d> eparrj, Secr/JLOLS' rjv WKeavoio 
YLaXXiaroLcn pool Kvaval KaTiyovcriv^ kXiaaov^ 
AWepc ela7n]8coaa ^aOrj a av pieyj)i^ iTrelyrj 
Aarpoov rjdLCTTOj/, fiyi'r], kol crTavre^ iirdX^ecou 
OvpavLCoves eV* aWepLcop, XpLaaiv opLOia^ 
AioX* oprj Oavp.d^opTe9 kol peWpa Oecovrai 
^€vop.€P dXXr]KTC09, ipareLvcp iotKor ovelpco. 

'Y/xety ^ eV kvkXols- Trepl Kvpiov rjXLOv aUi, 
Acrrepe^, dKafxarot^ 8c 68ov cnrep^eaOe (paecprj^, 
T/s* TTOT dvaiTTop^ivas vfxcDv rds XdjuTradas' el8ev, 
T/y 8 dTTOTrjKopieva^ otkotov alval^ oxj/erac opcpj/ac^; 
'AAA' airrovres eV* ovpavioLs irebLOLcnv dyrjpcov 
*¥tv TaKT0L9 alyXriv crep^vm Trpocfyepea-Oe KeXevOot^, 
Ka(^* v/jLcou 7racn]9 Kricrecos 8(op d>9 diro f^CDpiCov 
H5e eV evKTULcp Qeov vies Kairvco opcocnv. 

N 2 



180 APPENDIX I. 

Roll, comets ! and ye million stars 1 

Ye that through boundless nature roll ! 
Ye monarchs, on your flame -wing' d cars ! 

Tell us in what more glorious dome, 
What orb to which your pomps are dim, 

What kingdom but by angels trod — 
Tell us where swells the eternal hymn 

Around his throne — where dwells your God I 



APPENDIX I. 181 

' AcTTp avapLOfx J lecrff vyj/ov, (po^epol re KOjJLrjraL, 
Wl9 S" airipavra fiaOrj (f)V(recos' (l)Xoyo€cd€a SecT/OLs 
^ ApfJiar iXavpopres' pvpals aTrreaOe KeXevOov, 
Ko)X/3l eXiaaopevoL KrjpvcrcreTe dcofiara ravTa, 
Qvpaviodves oirov fieXcrjdcoi' alev v(f) v/llpcop 
TpLcrpaKapes' Opovov v\j/LaTov, oar eKTcaeu vpa9, 
Ys^XeLVoraraLcn Geou TTopTral^ npcoaL X^P^ '^^^ 
A9 TretpdaOe parrjp pip^elaOac dyavoraroc irep. 



182 APPENDIX I. 



V. 
Passage from Bteon. 



What boots the oft-repeated tale of strife. 

The feast of vultures, and the waste of life ? 

The varying fortune of each separate field, 

The fierce that vanquish, and the faint that yield ? 

The smoking ruin, and the crumbled wall ? — 

In this the struggle was the same with all, 

Save that distempered passions bent their force 

In bitterness, that banished all remorse ! 

None sued, for mercy knew her cry was vain — 

The captive died upon the battle-plain :— 

In either cause, one rage alone possessed 

The empire of the alternate victor's breast, 

And they that smote for freedom, or for sway, 

Deemed few were slain, while more remained to slay ! 

It was too late to check the wasting brand. 

And desolation reaped the famished land — 

The torch was lighted, and the flame was spread. 

And carnage smiled upon her daily dead ! 



APPENDIX I, 183 



V. 

Turned into Greek Hexameters. 



TiTTTe S' ap o)fjLO(j)aycop wepl yvircov fxvOop 6(f)€\X€Li' 
Av^avei^ rj Xvypjj evX St^'lottJtl bafxevrcov 
'Upcocoi/ OajxecDV ; ri de plktjp aXXvdi^ aXXr) 
J^XiPOjiiei/rjv elirelv, ottttco^ 6 ptev apvvrai eaOXo9, 
*AXXa KaK09 TTLTrreL ; roaaov Se re rel^e evLO-Tretv 
AcopLara r ovk oipeXo^ Kairvco y^roXoevri KaXvirrd, 
'Oy yap r apLCJyorepOL dia iravro^ ^rjpLocovTo' 
*AAA' ovv iKero Trdvra^ i7rL^d(j)€Xo9 x^Aoy, alpos 
^^erA^os', ovk eldcog iXeaipecVy ovde tls dvrjp 
'AvTL^LOP y eXOovra TraparpcoTrav dyavolcn 
A.Lcr(jopievo9 Treipar eVeWo" , ypovvro d oXecrOai 
AXXtjXolctl bapLevres evL Kpareprj vapiLvr}. 
¥^apT09 dpieLJ^opievoL vlkyj^ '^XoV icra de Ovpiop 
^(jyopLevoi9^ dpxv^ ez/e/c' eW tv iXevOepot elev^ 
' 0(ppa Til'' df3Xr]T0i^ rapieorixpoi xoXkcd opcoev, 
To(j)p oXlyoL SoKeov TreTTTcoKei/ai' tjttov dpivvaL 
OvK€T oi^vpou TOT €r]v ^^^^^^ iXirh oXeOpov, 
'H ^poToXotyov eprjTvcraL dpLTjTOif' Apr]09. 
At; yap dpiaipidKeTOv pidXa TTvp KaTedrjdep dpovpav 
YsSjp de (f)ovov veKvcov iroXXov KaOopcoaa yiyrjOev, 



APPENDIX 11. 



TRANSLATIONS 



SIXTY INTRODUCTORY EXERCISES 



EXERCITATIONES IAMBICS," 



H. MAKTYN JEFFERY, Esq. M.A. 

or ST.CATHAEINE HALL, CAMBEEDGE ; SECOND MASTEE IN THE CHELTENHAM 
GEAMMAR SCHOOL. 



SUBJECTS FOR EXERCISES, 



SELECTED BY 



DE. HUMPHREYS. 
Chiefly from JBoyes' Illustrations of the Greek Tragedians, 



I. 

A race unconquered, by their clime made bold, 
The Caledonians armed with want and cold. 

Waller. 



II. 

Time's hand will turn again, and what he ruins 
Gently restore, and wipe off all your sorrows. 

Massing ek's Very Woman. 



III. 

Revenge and wrong bring forth their kind, 
The foul cubs like their parents are. 

Shelley's Hellas. 



IV. 

None can the turns of Providence foresee, 
Or what their own catastrophe may be. 

POMFRET. 



APPENDIX n. 187 



TRANSLATIONS INTO GREEK IAMBICS, 



H. MARTYN JEFFERY, Esq. M.A. 



I. 



A7rpocrfia)(^op to twv J^aXridopcof yevo^' 
7raTpL9 yap avrrj ^vfipia^el ^vcr\eLixepo9. 



II. 

'Kpovo^ 8e Kpara Sevp* eTrtaTpexj/a^, a^ 
ra iravra iravaet kou xapLacTrerrj cr apel. 



III. 

Koroy KOTOv tol koll (fyiXel tlkt€lv vfipcs' 
vfipLP^ dvaetdi] yivvav eiKvlav rpoirov^* 



IV. 
OvS^ av (j)paa€L€v ol ra 6el iK^rjaeraiy 
ov8 av TL9 avTcp ttj^ TreTrpco/jLevrj^ reAoy. 



188 APPENDIX II. 



V. 

And what art thou ? A shadow less than shade, 
A nothing less than nothing. 

Young's Night Thoughts. 



VI. 

Oh ! foolish eyes ! Why lose ye not your sight, 
Since your delight is lost, your object gone ? 

Stieling. 



VII. 

Craft begins with shame, and ends with fear, 
And in the whole design perplexed is. 

Daniel. 



VIII. 

Of all miseries I hold that chief 

Wretched to be, when none coparts our grief. 

Webster. 



IX. 

When life with care is overcast, 
That man's not said to live, but last. 

Hekrick. 



APPENDIX II. 189 

V. 

T/ drj or* oil' etTTOt/j! ; ovSei' aXXo y ovra irXrjv 
ei^coXov aXXcos y ctklolv Kov(f)r}u opav. 



VI. 
'Q (j)eyyo9 oaacov coS* a(j)poi' ; rl yap /jl opav 
XPV^y ^ y opcoi'Tt p.y]bev rjf Ideli^ yXvKV. 



VII. 

Al8c09 fX€P dp)(7) TCDV SoXcOl'y T€X09 S OKUO^' 

yoLTrav TraXaiarrj Svax^p^S' rco p.rj KaXS, 



VIII. 

AAyoy yap eV rol^ irXelcTTa XvTrrjpov vepLco^ 
Ka/uLi/€LV pLev avToy, ^vpurovelv de pLTjBeva. 



IX. 

Oraz/ dvaalcop ns irpo^co ray rjdovas 
OV (rjV POpLL^CO TOVTOV aAA* €Xk€ci/ ^lov. 



190 Appendix it. 



X. 

Where the word of a king is, there is power, 
And who may say unto him. What doest thou ? 

ECCLESIASTES YIII. 4. 



XI. 

Life, without end considered, can 
Afford but half the story of the man. 

QuAKLEs' Joh Militant. 



XII. 

Each man's sword now wears upon its point 
Son, husband, father, every dearer name. 



Mallet. 



XITI. 

The waves with wide unnumbered wrecks were strewed, 
And planks and arms and men promiscuous flowed. 

Addison. 



XIV. 

Go then with double courage and renown, 
When God shall mix thy quarrels with his own. 

QuARLEs' H. of Samson. 



APPENDIX 11. 191 

X. 

Tots' TOL TVpavvOLS TTOiv kiTOs fieya adepec, 
KOVK eaTLv oaris' vlv to XtJ/jl avLcrropei, 



XI. 

OvK av ISiou Tov, TTplv reXevTTjaaPT ISrj^, 
airavT av aXKov Trpov^eTrLarato (TKeOpa)^, 



XII. 

"Eotfce iravTO^ Srj (tto/j! o^vvai ^[(povs" 
irarrjp^ yvvrj^ 7raL9, xo^tl TrpocrcpLXeaTaTOP. 



XIII. 

Te/jLet OaXaaaa TvavTayi) vavayicov^ 

P€KpoL 8 opiov KOLL dopara ^wttA* evrjv ISelp. 



XIY. 

Opjji7j(TOif ovv TravToXpios ev\j/v-)(cp Opdaei, 
icj) 0V9 ^vve)(0€Ls KOLL av ^00 Oeos y cLyia. 



192 AiPPENDIX II. 

XV. 

The all -beholding sun had ne'er beholden 
In his wide voyage o'er continents and seas 

So fair a creature. 

Shelley. 



XVI. 

Though it be honest, it is never good 
To bring bad news. 

Let ill tidings tell 
Themselves when they be felt. 

Antony and Cleopatra. 



XVII. 

The thought of it doth make my faint heart bleed, 

And fear doth teach it divination. 

Shakspeake. 



XVIII. 

Let not a mortal's vain command 
Urge you to break the unalterable laws 
Of heav'n-descended charity. 



Mason. 



APPENDIX II. 19t 



XV. 

'O iravTa Xevaacov HA^oy y ovk elSe ttco, 
ovT ev 6aXd(Taai9^ ovre rr^Xovpov Trepl 
kvkXcop Tredop yrJ9, €l8o9 co8* evcoxf/ opav. 



XVI. 

Yi^aKov p.ev ayyeXXeiv ye, kol^ opOrjs bjxm 
yX(j!>(r(r7]9, airevKTOv Trrjfxa' Trpos^ Se rthv iriKpOiv 
fxaXXov reXevTcop avTodT)X earco tlvL 



XVII. 

'H Kapra ravra /loc (ppei/o^ SrjKTTjpia 
ecrcoO droX/uiov, kol repacTKOTrov kukcov 
Ovfjiov TToraTaL delp^a TTpOGrTarrjpLov, 



XVIII. 
M.ribev pLaraias ivroXdg (Trep^rjs ^poTOu, 
coar d(T(f)aXeL9 Ovrjrov cr virep^papLelv vopLOV9, 
ovs 6eos 7rpoa7]\j/€u rS ^LXavOpcoirco rpoTrw, 



194 APPENDIX II. 



XIX, 



Think not my virtue gone, though Time has shed 
These reverend honours on my hoary head ; 
Thus trees are crowned with blossoms white as snow. 

Pope's January and May. 



XX. 

Ourselves are our own good angels ; we implore not 
Or supernatural or spiritual aid ; 
We have our own good arms. 

Milman's Fall of Jerusalem. 



XXI. 

Long train of ills may pass unheeded, dumb, 
But vengeance is behind, and justice is to come. 

Campbell. 



XXII. 

When God intends 
To lay a curse upon men's wretched ends, 
Of understanding he doth them deprive. 
Which taken from them, up themselves they give. 

Deayton. 



APPENDIX II. 195 



XIX. 



'KfJi ovT aKfxalov tadc, Kel XP^^^ fJiaKpw 
TOL 8evbp 6fJLOLC09 XLOvo^po^Ta y rJKpiaaev. 



XX. 



H/ieZff fi€v avTOLS avrl TrpocrraTcoi/ 6e(ov' 

ovo evxo/meo-a aprj^Lv i] Ueoprov rj 

Tr)v fJLT] fipoTeiov* TTLo-Ta Tav xepcTLV fieX?]. 



XXI. 



Kaz/ 7rco9 avavBov fXT]d bpcofievov crvOfj 
KaKCov TL 7rXrjOo9) ev fxev, 6\j/e 5' elcropa 
Neyueo-iS' Oeopros^ rj r oTriaOoTrovs AIkt], 



XXII. 



Ora 7rpo9 aTTjv TJyayev (j)peva9 Oeo^, 
yj/cop.rjs' jJiev e^eorrrjaev olo-rpoTrXrjya irpiv, 
6 d* eir aToXjxo9 tov dpofjLOP Kara(T)(e6elv. 



o2 



196 APPENDIX II. 



XXIII. 



Wherefore doe not despaire thou loving wight, 
For seas do ebhe and flow by nature's might : 
From worse to good our haps are changed oft. 

TUBBEEVILLE. 



XXIV. 

And after these there came the day and night, 
Riding together, both with equal pace. 
The one on palfrey black, the other white. 

Spensee's Faery Queen. 



XXV. 

In the day of prosperity there is a forge tfulness of 
afiliction ; 

And in the day of affliction there is no more remem- 
brance of prosperity. 

ECCLESIASTICUS XI. 25. 



XXVI. 

Oh ! happy ghosts 
Of those that fell in the last fatal fight, 
And lived not to survive their country's loss ! 

Dryden's Cleomenes. 



APPENDIX II. 197 



XXIII. 



'Q (l>LKTaT avSpcoVy firjS' aOvfxos' ovv yevov' 
KKvbcDV yap wa-irep pel 7raXippo0o9 (J)V(T€l, 
ovTCO KVKXovat TrdcTL Trrjfjia kcu ^apa. 



XXIV. 



ETre^ra S iTTirevovo-Lv ev(f)p6vrj9 (pvy 
p^eKavLTTTros rj re XevKoircoXos i^p.epa, 
(jyaibpa ^vpcoph, ^vp.p.erpov TLOelor t^^'OS'. 



XXV. 



Orav y 6 Baip^cDV evporj, TTeiroiOe tl9 
ael TOP avTOP ovptelp* rjv de (T(paXfi, 
a6vp,09 av r^y irplv TV\r}s dpLPr}p.ov€i. 



XXVI. 



'O TODi/ dycoPL XoLcrOlcp peoacfyaycop 
(TKLai pLOLKaipaL^ KacpLC09 TeOvTjKare 
7rp\v TTjs irarpcoas yrjS KaTa(TKa(f)ds IBeiv. 



198 APPENDIX II. 



XXVII. 



One destined period men in common have, 

AH food alike for worms, companions in the grave, 

The great, the base, the coward, and the brave. 

Granville's Meditation on Death, 



XXVIII. 

The ways of heaven are dark and intricate. 
Puzzled in mazes and perplexed with errors, 
Our understanding traces them in vain. 

Addison's Cato, Act I. So. 1 . 



XXIX. 

God, of His endlesse goodnesse. 

Walled a tongue with teeth and lippes eke. 

For man shulde him advisen what he speke. 

Chaucer's Manciple's Tale. 



XXX. 

Above the gloomy portal arch 
The warden kept his guard, 
Still humming, as he paced along. 
Some ancient border-gathering song. 

Scott's Marmion, Canto I. 



APPENDIX II. 199 



XXVII. 



KoLvop TreXet to fiopcn/JLoif' kolvyj (Sporol 

(TKCoX7]KO/3pCOTOt KOLi TOiClXJOU ^VPeCTTCOt, 

Ofiov (j)vyaL^piris Kevyevecav eKTrpeTrrj^. 



XXVIII. 



AlpcKTOL Xiav m tol 6ela Kaaacprj' 
arfixeia d avrdiv dvaKpcTCos' 7re(j)acrpi^va 
ovK av Ti9 eKfJiaOoL ye rod Oeov Bi^a, 



XXIX. 



YiVepyerel re raAAa kolL yXcoaaj) Qeoy 
e(j)pa^^ oSoPTCou epKOs l(J<ppayiap.€vov 
Tcov ^eiXecov v(f)\ a)s a^ovXa fXTj Xiyoi. 



XXX. 



YirepOe fxev Ovpoovos op^vaiov kvkXov 
(f)vXa^ aypVTTVos evbpoaov (j)povpav ayeC 
fia^rjv Se ^copcov, aapi ail pLLVvperat 

OvfXOV TL T(X)V TTplv KOLpja KLVy]Ty]pLOV, 



200 APPENDIX II, 



XXXI. 



Mark how the fire in flints doth quiet lie. 

Content and warm t' itself alone ; 
But when it would appear to other's eye, 

Without a knock it never shone. 

Heebeet. 



XXXTI. 

Oh ! my beloved caves, 

How oft, when grief has made me fly. 

Have I 

In your recesses' friendly shade 

All my sorrows open laid I 

Cotton. 



XXXIII. 

Right's not impaired with weakness, but prevails 
In spight of strength, when strength or power failes : 
Frail is the trust reposed on troops of horse. 
Truth in a handful Andes a greater force. 

QuAELEs' History of Queen Elizabeth. 



XXXIV. 

The brute crowd, whose envious zeal, 
Huzzas each turn of Fortune's wheel. 
And loudest shouts, when lowest lie 
Exalted worth and station high. 

Scott's BoJceby. 



APPENDIX II. 201 



XXXT. 



Yiriyrjv XaOpaiav rod irvpos Xevcrorecp irapa 
COS" r)(TV\a^ov TrerpLVOLS arepyec fiv^ols* 
(j)aovs' d a(f)avTOV rjv Ser) (^iaiveiv (j)Xoyay 
apaaae, Tralaov is irerpovs Trerpov ^la. 



XXXII. 



'O TrXeiCTTOv avrpcov 0/Arara6 ^vvovaiai, 
irdXaL TToO' vplv^ t^vlk eKCJyevycov ayj] 
\xvyQiV a^cavov rSpde Or]pcpp.rju aKtai/^ 
e^aivov a)(6r] iravra T0I9 eicoOocrcv, 



XXXIII. 



Tot? TOL SiKaiOL9 x^ l^pa^ys' VLKa fieyav, 
Tjcrcrcov re tov Kparovvra rod Kparovs /Sla' 
linrev(TL jxev Oapawv tls fnxaprev (tkottoV) 
reXos 5e, kcI fxoi/ icrrl, raXrjOrj Kparec, 



XXXIV. 



^EtTTLppoOel TO TrXrjOos ayvcopLOV (jyOovcp^ 
orav ye p.rj TaXavr laoppoTTco rvxy 
^piOrj y 6 dacp^coif, TrAeiora d rjv ptTTTT) Tredco 
TOV T kv reAf6 /36/3c3ra KevKXeecrTaTOv, 



202 APPENDIX II. 

XXXV. 

Thoughts follow thoughts, and when the first is spent, 

A second rises, which doth oft prevent 

An inconvenient action ; 

The first being banished, reason thought it good 

To place a second, where the first thought good. 

QUARLES. 

XXXVI. 

The grateful stork that gathereth meat. 
And brings it to her elders for to eat ; 
And on a firre-tree high, by Boreas blown, 
Gives life to those by whom she had her own. 

T. Hudson. 

XXXVII. 

He lives unhurt, avenged of all his foes. 
Returns triumphant through opposing crowds, 
Whose gathering numbers now obstruct his way. 

Whincopp's Scanderheg. 



XXXVIII. 

Better I were distraught ; 
So should my thoughts be severed from my griefs : 
And woes, by wrong imaginations, lose 
The knowledge of themselves. 

King Lear. 



APPENDIX II. 203 



XXXV. 



*Q>0€L Se (ppoi/TL^ ^povrlb^' rjv S rj TrpocrO^ di^fj, 
yvcofX7]v TToO* rj ^irivoLa Trjv fxr/ ^vix(l)opoif 
yj/evcraa, eireira brj 7re(pvK€v d^ia 
(f)pevo9 vepieLv o'/a/ca ttjv XeXeifx/JLej/rj]/, 



XXXVI. 

Tov yovv TveXapyov ov XeXrjO dyov&* eXcop 
TrevKTjs' vTTep OaKovaa 7rpO(r/3oppov Tpo(j)T] 
rj Tcov reKOfTcop ov pea' xdpLV S e^cov 
OLvO^ div iOpe^Or] 7rpoa(f)epei OpeirnqpLa, 



XXXVII. 

Kai t<covT eTTLCTTCo Kdl3Xa/3rj koll Trai/reXrj 
e^Opcov dcKrjv Xa^ovra^ kolk fJ^dxrjy o'X^^V 
KaraarecfyT] vocttovvt oyXov y ev KvpLarc 
09 VLv KVKXrjOeh ovk ia ^rjvat Trpoaco. 



XXXVIII. 

KepSos' 8* av eir] pLOL (ppevcov d(f)eaTavaLy 
ei y cod* 6 Ovp.os' ^vvvopicov dxOrjbovcDv 
dTTolvyelrj Srjra kcu p^drrju vocrol 
pLTjSeu ^vveL8co9 olawep ei)(eT Iv Kaicols, 



204 APPENDIX II. 



XXXIX. 



Our country challenges our utmost care, 

And in our thoughts deserves the tender est share : 

Her to a thousand friends we should prefer. 

Duke of Buckingham. 



XL. 

Nought but Ocean strives : 
E'en he too loves at times the blue lagoon, 
And smooths his ruffled mane beneath the moon. 

Bykon's Islmid. 



XLI. 

Gold, which is the very cause of warres. 

The neast of strife and nourice (nurse) of debate, 

The barre of Heaven, and open way to Hel. 

Gascoigne. 



XLH. 

Ah ! happy hills, ah ! pleasing shade. 

Ah t fields beloved in vain. 
Where once my careless childhood strayed, 

A stranger yet to pain. 

Geat's Ode to Eton. 



APPENDIX II. 205 

XXXIX. 

'H fjiei' ttoXl^ fJLeXrjijLa iraaLv ev [xiXeLv 
oipeiXerai' /jbaXLcrra d' olKovprjfjLaro^ 
Kedi'ov diKacoL Trpoarv^eiv' (plXop de tol 
ov XPV vofxi^eLV fxel^oj/ dj/rl rrjs' Trdrpag. 



XL. 

Mo^'os* ^ o 7rovT09 opvvTaC KavTos (ptXel 
XtpLvrj^ oLKvpiOiv vrjvijJiOLS^ Ittttov ^LK.rjv^ 
evbeLV ev dyKaXai^ ttot, ev6^ dir av^evo9 
fxr]vr]9 VTT avyds' ovKer ao-aerac (po^rj. 



XLI. 

Ovdev yap olov xpvcros ainov payijov* 
vecKOvs' ro8 dp^T] kcu (rracreco^ reKTCov TToXeC 
dyrjXaret 8 e/c rcov paKpaccovcop fiporovs 
peXapi^aOrj KevOpcova Taprapov wapa. 



XLII. 

'12 yr]9 parrfv iroOeLvov oup!, (6 SacrKta 
OaKTjpaT avTp(£)V^ 7rpoor(j)LX€L9 T€ XelpaKeSj 
eV 0I9 itpOLTcop Trats" KaKcov dTreipos ci)v, 
Tols S T^Sovals^ dpo^Oov i^alpcou ^lov. 



206 APPENDIX II. 



XLIII. 



Many a fire 
Up-flaming, streamed upon the level sea 
Red lines of lengthening light, which far away 
Rising and falling flashed across the waves. 

Southey's Madoc. 



XLIV. 

Where are the men that bragged that God did bless, 
And with the marks of good success 
Sign His allowance of their wickedness ? 

Vain men ! 

Cowley, On the Restoration, st. 7. 



XLV. 

Hatred accompanies prosperity, 

For one man grieve th at another's good ; 

And so much more we think our misery. 

The more that Fortune has with others stood. 

Kyd's Cornelia, Act I. 



XL VI. 

He who with industrious zeal 
Contributes to the common weal, 
By adding to the public good, 
His own hath rightly understood. 

Gay's Fables. 



APPENDIX II. ^07 

XLIII. 

'YTrepreXe^ 8e Xa^iraBcov aeXa9 ttvkpcop 
aKTrjirreL OaXaaarjs Tredi virep irepippyra^ 
(j)OLVLKO^a7rTov coare vcDTi^eiv aXa 
(jyXoycov iropevrcov aloXrjv avyrjv Trpocra). 



XLIV. 
riot (f)povbo9, h(TTL9 Tov Qeou y rjv^rjcr k^en/ 
TTavovpyias irpovoLav^ co9 T0I9 Spcopiei'oiS' 
Xa/iiTrpos' x^^P^f^'^VP €/uL7r€(pvK evTrpa^ias ; 
0e{}. 0eoz/ TTporeivcov av Oeov y^ev^rj y eOrj. 



XLV. 

'AAA' elaopcov yap Tray tl9 oX^ov ayOerai 
OvpoLOVy evTvyovvra^ Ixveveu (pOouo^, 
aXXoLS^ S oacpwep rj Tv^rj TrapacTTareL, 
Toacp TL9 avTOv TTTjp.ao'LJ/ fiapvveraL, 



XL VI. 

' Oy av Se fxrjSev iv8eT]9 Trpodv/JLcas' 
TToXet ^vvolarj irav oaovirep av adevrj, 
KOivov fxev d)(j)€Xr]/jLa rOL9 aarols (pepet, 
dXX avT09 avTCp y olde wXelaO^ VTrr/percov. 



208 APPENDIX II. 



XLVTI. 

I sadly closed within an earthen urne 

The ashie reliques of his hapless bones, 

Which having 'scaped the rage of wind and sea, 

I bring to fair Cornelia to inter. 

Kyd's Cornelia. 



XLVIII. 

For treason is but trusted like the fox, 

Who ne'er so tame, so cherished and locked up. 

Will have a wild trick of his ancestors. 

Henry IV. 



XLIX. 

A nation is come up upon my land, strong, and without 

number, whose teeth are the teeth of a lion, and he hath 

the cheek-teeth of a great lion. 

Joel I. 6. 



L. 

Kings are justice in the last appeal. 

And forced by strong necessity may strike, 

In which indeed they assert the public good ; 

And, like sworn surgeons, lop the gangrened limb. 

Dbyden. 



APPENDIX II. 209 



XL VII. 

Ta Xeuylrav avrov kcu (ttto^ov SvadaLfjiOVOS^ 
a croc K€K€v6a TrrjXoTTXaaTOv el$ kvto^, 
rjKco Tad* eKTOs XaiXaTToov ttovtov t aycov, 
Kopi'r}XLa9 eh o/nfjia rvfx^eveLv Ta(pcp. 



XLYIII. 

^ Orav Se Trtaros- ovin^ovXevcov SokyJ, 
el KCU reOpaTTTal y evhov ri\xepos re kolI 
(I)atdpco7ros' eh rrjv X'^^P oiXooTreKO^ diKrjp, 
)(p6i^cp ye fJLrjv edet^e tovk roKecov eOo9. 



XLIX. 

^YTrepOopcov fiot ttjp x^ov daTridrjarpocpos 
Xeco9, a7rXrj(TT09 code, pvptov SaKO^y 
6rj^a9 S 68ovTa9) Q^cnrep (hprjarrjs' Xecop, 
adrjv (f)6vov vvv dyplat? Xeixei yvaOoL^, 



L. 

O TOL Tvpavvo<i vararas Kpivet dUa^' 
KOiv TCp deoPTL VLV Oepi9 (pepoPT olkos^ 
laTpopiavTLV Q)S' vTvevOvvov TroXei, 
rdpTTva KaUiv rj (r(f)ayeL repvetv peXrj. 



210 



APPENDIX II. 



LI. 

Train up thy children, England : 

* * * Where hast thou mines 

But in their industry ? 

Thy bulwarks, where but in their breasts ? 

Thy might, but in their arms ? 

Southey's Ode, Dvring the American War. 



LII. 

Why, headstrong liberty is lashed with woe ; 
There's nothing situate under Heaven's eye, 
But hath its bound, in earth, in sea, in sky. 

Comedy of Errors, Act II. Sc. 1. 



LIII. 

A father 

Heightens his reputation, when his son 

Inherits it, as when you give us life. 

Your life is not diminished, but renewed 

In us when you are dead, and we are still 

Your living images. 

Beaumont and Fletcher. 



LIV. 

The sinners conception is the soul's consent, 
The birth of sin is finished in the action ; 
And custom brings it to its full perfection : 
Oh ! let my fruitless soul be barren rather 
Than bring forth such a child ! 

QUARLES. 



APPENDIX II. 211 



LI. 

Ylaidevre', c6 )(0cop * KyyXLKJ], tov9 eKyovovs' 
TTov aoL X'^pwv Orjoravpos epyarcov Slxa ; 
TToOev Se aoL yevoLT hv ipKOs da^aXes^ ; 
dvBpwv yap bvTCov ear dirpoaixa^os ttoXls. 



LIL 

AAA al yap avOadels re Kac TrepcaKeXei^ 
fxaaTLyt Oela ttcos' eTrX-q^Orjcrav (ppeue^, 
opL^erai Trdf, (hv GeoG X^vaaet kvkXo9, 
eV ovpavcp re yrj re kcu ttoptov yitf^oZy. 

LIII. 

Haider /xez/ dvdpl rod KXeov9 crcoTrjpLOL' 
y\rv)(r]v 5 o/jlolco^ auras' ovKCpvaas" yovov 
ov /jlt] tl l3Xa\jrrj, /jirjSe irep Oavcjov d<pfj' 
CLKcop er epLTTvel TrpocrreOeLcra rrj cnropd. 



LIV, 

'A/jLapTLOL ^vpiCpdcrd y rj yjrv)(r} ri ttcos 
KV€t re Kdv Tcp dpcopevcp Xox^verat' * 
7) 5* av ^vvTjOrjs y over dKp^rjv ff^-qs ^X^t' 
(f)€v. TTCOS av KevT} piot pidXXov r) yvcopLrj jiievOL 
epyov T CLTCKVOS TTavTOS r] pir}Tr)p KaKcov, 



212 APPENDIX II. 

LV. 

If wisdom is our lesson, and what else 
Ennobles man ? What else have angels learned ? 
Grief! more proficients in thy school are made 
Than genius or proud learning e'er could boast. 

Young's Night Thoughts. 



LVI. 

So far and truly you have discovered to me 
The former currents of my life and fortune, 
That I am bound to acknowledge you most holy ; 
And certainly to credit your predictions 
For what is jet to come. 

Beaumont and Fletcher's Island Princess. 



LVIT. 

Grod said unto him, " Shine !" and he broke forth 
Into the dawn, which lighted not the yet 
Unformed forefather of mankind, — but roused 
Before the human Orison the earlier 
Made, and far sweeter voices of the birds. 

Byron's Heaven and Earth. 

LVIII. 

Who can, when pleasures knock 
Loud at the door, keep firm the bolt and lock ? 
Who can, though honour at his gate should stay 
In all her masking clothes, send her away. 
And say. Begone ! I have no mind to play ? 

Cowley's Fragments. 



APPENDIX TI. 213 

LV. 

Kal Srj dtSaKTOi^ rjv to aooippoveLV nva' 
Qkol tov (ppoi'eii' TL ixaXKov copOcocrev ^porovs' ; 
rj T0V9 virepOe ^alp^ovas ;) tov9 irXeiova^ 
€vpoi9 VTT oLTrjs OLV hihayQ^vTas o-o(f)ov9, 
rj TOL (f)V(7€L (j)povovPTa9 f/ 7rpo9 TOV paOelv. 

LVI. 

Yi(f)r]va9 code TvavTa PTjpiepTrj Xoyov 

0770)5* KaTe^CDV 7rp\p, TLV09 KVpCOV TV\rj9, 

cocFT ecTT avayKTi iraaa cr evcre/Brj vefxeLV, 
TeKpLTjpLOv TOVT avT k\ovTL (Trj9 (ppei/os' 
6)9 OeaiTLccdos TOLTnovTa SepKeTac. 

LVII. 

AapiTreLV wpoeiTr 6 6eo9' 6 8 evOvs' rjXcos^ 
fi^ev 8c opdpcop, pr]8e ttco (TKT^\j/a9 (pdos 
TOV prj (j)VTev6evT ely /SpoTcoi' OLpx^jyevrj, 
vpivovs TraXatov^ copae Toys' olcouodpovs, 
tjSlop opcprji/ TTjS Trap avOpco7ro)v kXv€lp. 

LYIII. 

T/y 8\ rjv TTOT avSpo^pcoTes rjdoval Ovpav 
Koyj/coat, KXeWpa Trpoa^aXelv (pepeyyvos, 

r]V TTpOCFTaTfj KCU TCDV TTvXcOV eV Tj apeTT] 

7) TTOLKLXelp^cov ; TL9 S' aTTevveTTeLv, Ire 
crvOevTes' ovk epoiye tov Tral^etv peXei ; 



2H 



APPENDIX ir. 



LIX. 

Such is the world's great harmony, that springs 

From order, union, full consent of things : 

Where small and great, where weak and mighty, made 

To serve, not suffer, strengthen, not invade : 

More powerful each, as needful to the rest, 

And in proportion as it blesses, blest. 

Pope's Essay on Man. 



LX. 

Pryde is root of eville in everie state. 
The sourse of sinne, the very feend his fee. 
The head of Hell, the bough, the branch, the tree. 
From which do spring and sprout such fleshlie seeds. 
As nothing else but moane (sorrow) and mischief breeds. 

Gasgoigne s Fruits of War. 



THE END. 



APPENDIX II. 215 

LIX. 

*Q5 eppvOfJLLCFTaL iravra yfj re Kovpai/S, 
evKoafxa, \apix6^ovTa^ Xco/xocpcoi/ oXco^' 
virrjpeTelv tol^ deiva fxrj TrdcrxovT , ecpv 
ra /3a/*' 6 fxel^coi' r ovk iTn^pafielv Opaavs 
Tov acrOevrj' KpaTiara 8* wv aw rco iriXas 
airas av opOoir, ev ttolcov 8^ av ev ttolOol, 



LX. 

l^prjirlg to yavpov iarc iravroicov kukcov' 
TTTjyrj TO 8* del TOvpLTrXaKelvy kol tcov kutcd 
aXacTTOpCDV a8copa 8cop\ ' A8ov 8e kol 
TOL (j)LXTaO'' epv-q tovto kol kXccSovs' kutu 
KapTTOL TToO* 0)8* avayvov k^dvOovv aTa^vv, 
aTTjs oOev TrdyKXavTOv i^ocp^d Oepos* 



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